Generations Salon and Spa's owners, women from three generations of the same family, showcase hereditary aesthetic skills in a shop decorated with lanterns and curlicues of wrought iron. Over the course of 60 minutes, pores relinquish stashes of grime during a cleanse of the face, neck, and décolletage. After elixirs from Bioelements lock in purity, exfoliating and hydrating masks chase off dead skin and cover up attempts to steal a raisin's identity. Meanwhile, a staff member squeezes out last drops of stress with a massage of the face, neck, and shoulders, and hands slip into smooth, warm paraffin or melted saxophones. A hydrating coat of moisturizer leaves faces aglow as patrons strut out through the salon's front door, which is accented by an amethyst mural of climbing clematis vines.