The Gospel of Wellness by Rina Raphael review – bee-sting therapy, jade eggs: why do some women buy it? | Books
There is a fitness studio in New York where women go to scream. Called simply “The Class”, sessions are led by an instructor called Taryn Toomey, who is slim-hipped, and sprightly, a kind of athleisure elf. “Go ahead, get fucking angry!” Toomey will say, and the women before her will beat their chests with their fists, while simultaneously doing squats, because technically they are here to exercise. Some women cry: they jump on the spot and the tears run down their cheeks. Others roll around on the floor, which Toomey had…