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When Londoners look to up their complexion game, one name is traded back and forth, sotto voce: Teresa Tarmey, the facialist behind the lit-from-within glows of Kate Moss, Sienna Miller, Naomie Harris, and a gaggle of It Brits too numerous to name. But now, Manhattanites in need of a pre-fall refresh are the ones in luck. This week, Tarmey lands stateside with a new outpost in Tribeca.

While Tarmey’s Kensington clinic is full of art deco details, her new Duane Street space—a former Pilates studio—is a departure with its white-washed brick walls. Acrylic shelves are lined with her namesake skin-care products, as well as Modern Botany’s U.K.-made natural deodorants, Cire Trudon candles, and stacks of photography books from the likes of Helmut Newton and Guy Bourdin. The one detail that’s perfectly in sync with her London atelier? Its intimate jewel-box size; with only three treatment rooms, a wait-list is bound to ensue.

New Yorkers who are lucky enough to snap up an appointment will discover Tarmey’s highly customized approach to skin-care, which emphasizes signature results (rejuvenated, red carpet–ready complexions), not formulaic steps. “There’s really no such thing as a TT facial,” insists Tarmey, as she adjusts a black-and-white print of David Bowie hanging on the wall. “I go along and I might see a broken capillary, so I would sack it with a laser, or I might see you have scarring from some spots 10 years ago and I’d be like, ‘Do you mind if we do a little bit of fractional radiofrequency?’ ” she explains of her targeted treatments, which could also include a massage with hyaluronic acid, a “nice and brightening” lactic acid peel, plumping microneedling, and the use of her sculpting cryotherapy ball. Also on offer will be the Ballancerpro, an inflating compression full-body pantsuit (practically made for Instagram), which is said to encourage lymphatic drainage, increase circulation, and reduce swelling. It has already been tested by one New York Knicks player—not to mention a handful of Fashion Week–bound editors eager to erase signs of this summer’s sins.

Tarmey will return to London in time for the kick-off of the European collections—her A-list clientele wouldn’t have it any other way—but she will soon be spending the majority of her time in Manhattan, where she’s currently real estate shopping for an apartment to call home. “I figured if I’m going to make a go of this, I’d better be here,” she says with a smile. Did you, too, just hear the collective cry reverberating across the pond?