Don’t get me wrong, I have nothing against being naked.  But, there’s something particularly intimidating about being told to disrobe in front of a room full of women including your two closest friends who’ve never seen you naked. The plan was to go to Wi Spa in LA off of Wilshire and Rampart for a relaxing girls night prior to my best friend’s wedding in two weeks.  We were referred by a friend who was anxious to go but unfortunately had to work the Friday night we made reservations. For anyone in the LA area, I would definitely recommend this place.  Their prices are great and the buff + massage treatment is heavenly.  Michelle has the hands of an angel!  Anyway, after 20 years of friendship, we left our swimsuits in our lockers and bravely entered the shower and tub area. Now on to the next challenge.  Once we jumped this major friendship hurdle I had to come to terms with being naked in front of all these strangers.  As I boldly threw off my robe and headed over to …