Ben's Beauty is the used car lot of facials, and Ben is its chief creepy salesman. Like others, I saw an enticing ad on social media, so I bit. Scheduling was easy, the people I spoke to were almost too friendly and obsequious, but even with multiple phone calls and texts they got the day wrong, which I caught and promptly corrected with them. Numerous text messages the day of, and even a phone call at 11:45 for a noon appointment as I'm pulling into the parking lot. I called to be buzzed in, no answer, had to text again; I walk inside their lobby at 11:50, announce myself and sit down. There's a very cute dog sitting with a young lady who's waiting for her mom. I ask if its ok to pet it, she shrugs and the women at the counter say sure, turns out its Ben's dog. When I do pet it, the dog, which is lounging on a couch and had been making eye contact, immediately stares straight down at the ground. This is a sign. Around 12:15, needing to use the restroom, I ask when my appointment will start, the one they literally texted and called 10 times about with emphasis on being there 10-15 minutes early. The text I had gotten that day said 5-10 minutes early, and there I was. There had been no contact after I said hello, except when I asked if they found the paperwork I had already done online, and they seemed to be having trouble finding my appointment. 'No, hey, we're running a a little late late but we'll get you in shortly.' A slightly surly young woman with dark circles under her eyes seemed annoyed at the question. I went to the bathroom down the hall, and when I returned, a tall man loudly said, you must be Hope, I've heard such good things about you with a big fake smile on his face. I countered with something like, from who, and made a jokey remark. He starts to lecture me about arriving at noon for a noon appointment, and how they can't take someone who arrives at noon, they need to be there ahead of time for the 'experience'. I point out I parked at 11:45 and was inside at 11:50 but he did not want to hear it, and asked the surly woman what time I arrived; of course she backed up her boss. Meanwhile, the woman whose daughter was waiting on the couch came in after finishing her facial, and they immediately launched on the upsell from whatever package she had to charge her an additional $2K more. She was a willing victim, but even she balked when they said, hey we can start doing facials on her daughter, who appeared to be about 10. They laughed it off, saying later when she's 16. The 'touch' was going on and on, and I was getting worried about my car getting scratched in the pay parking lot next door with the too small spaces. Ben lost it when I asked after another 10 minutes to inquire if I had enough time to check on my car, apologized to his mark and asked if I could step into another room where he repeated the falsehood that I wasn't on time. He basically said I could come back another time (no way after I paid for parking) or check my 'attitude' -- "You're up here," he said, holding his hand up by his eyes, "and I need you to be down here." Which is actually hilarious when a 6 foot tall man says that to a 5 foot tall woman. I brightly said, "Sure!" Then as soon as I was out in the hall to go check on the car I muttered eff you under my breath, which I hope was caught on the many cameras likely scattered around the place. As for the facial: Ben came in to the room to do a quick skin evaluaton, he's all smiles now, complimenting me on my eyes and telling me all the extras he will throw in. Daisy the aesthetician is nice and capable, but some of the products smell like cheap men's cologne. My skin looked and felt good afterward, but I woke up with a headache which I never do, and I wonder if it's from the electro stimulation device they used on me. Daisy left, Ben came in the room, brought over a mirror so I could see the results, and half heartedly tried to see me a $100 jar of exfoliant. He tried to drop the line about "if you're serious about your skin" to try to push their packages, but I told him I have already purchased a package somewhere else. As if I would ever buy something from someone who low key threatened me! I feel so badly for the women who fell prey to this businesses predatory sales practices, I feel badly for the women who work there, and I even feel bad for his dog to have to live with him. If you like your facials with really obvious sales techniques that attempt to prey on women's insecurities, lots of industrial street sounds from outside, and smelly overpriced product -- seriously, check out CBGardn, which lists a .5 ounce serum for $1500, a scam all unto itself -- then go to Ben's. If not, check out Navi Skincare or literally any other place than them. Please read the reviews on Trust Pilot and Better Business Bureau for these products, and please report this business if you have been scammed. read more