A lot of local establishments somehow manage to take the "ah" out of "spa." Book a traditional Swedish massage and the usual routine is this: Take clothes off and place awkwardly on chair. Sneak between sheets and make sure nothing embarrassing is hanging out. Wait for your masseuse's tentative knock, and then brace for the cold massage oil. By the time you finally relax a notch, your session is over and it's time to head for the door. Ivy, on the other hand, starts to soothe as soon as you walk in the door, with an airy and welcoming lobby, a fantasy-worthy co-ed whirlpool, Vichy showers, an organic café, state-of-the-art fitness facilities, luxurious locker rooms, and plenty of areas to stretch out and read a trashy magazine or two. Make a day of it with a massage, a mani/pedi, a waxing treatment, or perhaps a makeup application. Package deals are tempting, and if aches persist, even better offers are available for club members.