About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At nightfall, a delivery driver pulled up outside Styles of Distinction, fumbling with his keys in the dim light. Suddenly, he noticed an eerie reflection in the salon’s window—was that a shadowy figure inside, watching him? Curious, he knocked on the door, only to hear a soft voice from within say, ‘Welcome to our little sanctuary.’ Turned out it was just a neighbor dropping off some flowers for the spa’s special event. The delivery driver laughed, realizing his own reflection had played a prank on him.
2. At dawn, a neighbor watering her garden noticed something peculiar: every morning, exactly at six o’clock, a man in an old-fashioned suit emerged from Styles of Distinction and walked briskly towards the park. One day, a delivery driver arrived early with flowers for someone’s birthday. Seeing the suited figure leave, he joked, ‘Same time tomorrow?’ The mysterious gentleman nodded without turning around. Months later, when autumn leaves blanketed the park, residents spotted him again—this time reading a newspaper while sipping coffee. A neighbor waved cheerfully, prompting him to smile and wave back, finally revealing his face… it was just their friendly barista from across the street.
3. In the early hours, before the salon opened, a voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Today’s special—your best hair day ever!’ Regulars shrugged it off as a prank until the message became a daily ritual. One morning, a delivery driver arrived with a puzzled look on his face. ‘Did you order a crate of roses?’ he asked. The staff shook their heads. Then, from the intercom came the familiar voice: “For your special day, we’ve arranged a romantic surprise!” Turned out, the flowers were meant for someone else's anniversary.}
4. One day, after closing, a little girl walked into Styles of Distinction and asked the receptionist, ‘Why does your hair dryer make such funny noises?’ The receptionist smiled warmly and replied, 'Oh honey, that's not our hairdryer—it's just Mr. Jenkins' snoring from next door!' The little girl giggled and said, 'But why is he sleeping here?' To which the receptionist whispered, 'Apparently, his wife brought him here for a late-night facial.'