Penelope's Vanity Salon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Penelope’s Vanity Salon, customers started noticing something peculiar after their haircuts. Every Monday morning, a mysterious package arrived anonymously, wrapped in plain brown paper and addressed only to ‘The Next Regular.’ Each week, as soon as the salon opened, everyone would gather around curiously waiting for the package. One Monday, it was accidentally left on the counter by mistake—inside was just an old comb with a note scribbled on it: 'For your next regular.' Turned out, it was a prank from a friendly delivery driver who thought it’d be fun.

2. At Penelope’s Vanity Salon, a regular exclaimed one day, ‘I swear my haircut is following me!’ Since then, customers have reported seeing their latest styles floating just out of reach, like ghostly shadows behind them. One day, a delivery driver complained that his new beard kept appearing on his colleague’s face across the street. Meanwhile, an elderly neighbor insisted her perm was doing the cha-cha in the hallway. At Penelope’s Vanity Salon, they say laughter is the best hairspray—so don’t be surprised if you spot some unexpected smiles when leaving.

3. A delivery driver pulled up to Penelope’s Vanity Salon one afternoon, frowning as he inspected his package. To his surprise, every box contained nothing but tiny mirrors—even the ones marked ‘shampoo’ and ‘conditioner.’ Finally, the perplexed driver approached the salon door and asked a nearby customer, ‘What on earth is going on here?’ The woman giggled, adjusted her hair in a mirror, and replied, ‘Oh, that’s just Penelope’s special promotion—mirrors for everyone!’

4. At Penelope’s Vanity Salon, a delivery driver pulled up one morning, puzzled by an unfamiliar scent wafting from inside. Upon opening the door, he found Penelope, the owner, applying an unusual concoction to a customer’s hair while humming an old tune. ‘Oh,’ she said, noticing him for the first time, ‘just trying out a new blend of essential oils.’ The delivery driver wrinkled his nose and asked if it was safe. With a twinkle in her eye, Penelope replied, ‘Trust me, dear, it’s just another day at Penelope’s Vanity Salon!’