There’s a building off the Tchefuncte River with an unmarked elegance. Three floors of clean lines and natural light, tucked behind secluded trees like a well-kept secret. Inside, two sisters are changing the face of beauty on the Northshore.
Welcome to Hollrah Wellness & Aesthetics, where glowing skin is only the beginning. This isn’t a whitewashed med spa with a playlist of corporate zen. Hollrah is equal parts skin clinic, wellness retreat, and quiet revolution: a sanctuary that feels like a return to self, to strength, and to stillness. And it’s run by two sisters who built it from the ground up and made it look easy.
Spoiler: it wasn’t. Their origin story is stitched with grit.
Carly Hollrah was a cardiac ICU nurse, raised in Mandeville, married to a Navy fighter pilot who once spent eight months at sea during COVID, unreachable except by email. She worked the ICU frontlines while raising her small children, achieved her nurse practitioner degree, and burned out, as many did, under the crushing weight of what care had come to cost.
Carly left the chaos of the hospital behind to build something slower and softer and deeply strategic. She didn’t chase fast fixes or aesthetic trends for trend’s sake. Instead, she built her practice on honest, layered care.
Her sister Katie Foret—the elder by six years—is the other half of the alchemy. With five kids, fierce organization, and zero fluff, she’s pragmatic, steady, and laser focused on building something that endures.
When Carly called with a dream and no address, Katie didn’t hesitate.
“She could’ve picked anyone,” she says, eyes shining. “But she picked me.” Katie glances around the beautiful office. “We didn’t inherit this. We assembled it.”
The two sisters launched with furniture from home, a makeshift front desk borrowed from a Pilates studio, and a logo Carly commissioned from Fiverr in a Coffee Rani parking lot. Their first treatment chair was a loaner, and their first month, they shared a space once overtaken by dirt daubers. And yet, something sparked. Patients came. Then more.
In six months, Hollrah hit capacity.
By the end of their first year, they had outgrown its square footage, added a team of estheticians, expanded services, and begun renovations on the third floor.
Carly’s philosophy is subtle: balance the structure first. Work with the face, not against it.
“It’s not about making you someone else,” she says. “It’s about returning you to yourself.”
But beneath the glow is something deeper. A theology of care. A faith in goodness. “We couldn’t have built this without God,” Carly says, quietly. “The speed, the favor, It’s inexplicable.”
In a market saturated with sameness—plumped lips, filler-forward faces, aesthetic algorithms—Hollrah makes a different kind of offer.
The aesthetics world is a space so often associated with comparison, perfection, and pressure. Hollrah has no interest in that. “I tell my patients all the time,” Carly says, “I’d rather you look your age than look weird.”
A patient may come in asking for everything, but Hollrah will likely say no. “If your budget is $2,000 but you only need $400 worth of work, that’s what we’ll do,” says Katie.
There’s no sales pitch. No pressure. Carly tells you when to wait. When to skip it. When skincare will do more than filler. “I’d rather have a patient come back in five years loving how they’ve aged,” she says, “than walk out today looking frozen.”
Treatments are curated, not cookie-cutter. Wellness is whole-body. Peptide programs are tailored. And the team? They are fiercely aligned. There’s no turnover, no drama … just women walking the walk.
“We’re not chasing perfection,” Carly says about their practice. “We’re cultivating alignment.”
And maybe that’s why Hollrah doesn’t just attract clients, it attracts loyalty.
Now, plans are underway for a new build, new treatments, and new ways to add value to their patients’ lives.
“We’re not here to play small,” Carly says. “We’re building an empire. A kind one.”
In a culture chasing volume, Hollrah offers value; in a world chasing filters, they offer clarity. And in an industry where beauty is so often only skin-deep, they remind us that aging is a privilege, and honoring it is an art.
Here, beauty isn’t about correction. It’s about refinement. Skincare isn’t cosmetic, it’s ritual. Peptides, hormones, lasers, injectables—they all orbit the same center: restoring your own personal radiance. Hollrah is the kind of place that doesn’t just offer facials, and injectables, it offers recovery, renewal, and return.
There’s a moment, Carly says, when everything clicks. “We call it the ‘glow-up.’ Not because your skin is smoother or your cheeks are fuller, but because something has shifted. You’re standing taller. You’re back in your power.”
Carly and Katie are more than just sisters. They’re more than just founders or specialist with exceptional taste and clinical precision. They are women who have nothing to prove and everything to offer.
The Northshore is having a glow-up, and Hollrah Wellness & Aesthetics is its mirror.