Sola Salons

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At around sunset one day, a regular walked into Sola Salons and noticed something peculiar on the reception desk: a small sign reading ‘Today’s Special – Good Luck for Life.’ Curious customers started gathering around, only to hear an announcement over the speakers: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, if you want good luck today, simply say “I believe in Sola Salons” three times aloud.’ Soon enough, a delivery driver joined the crowd and said it twice, but when he got to the third time, his phone rang. In frustration, he blurted out, 'I believe in Sola Salons!' three more times before answering. By evening, everyone in town knew the phrase—and some even believed they had won big lotteries or found long-lost relatives.

2. While getting her hair done one morning, a regular heard an odd humming noise coming from the back room. Curious, she asked the stylist if anyone else had noticed it, but everyone shrugged it off as just the new air purifier. Later that day, a delivery driver mentioned hearing strange whispers while waiting outside. The owner casually explained it was just the latest addition—a sound machine for relaxation. Everyone laughed it off until they realized the salon’s new slogan could be ‘where your worries get trimmed away.’

3. While getting a manicure one afternoon, a regular overheard an unusual announcement over the salon’s intercom: ‘Attention please—your lucky number for today is 837. If you see anyone wearing that number, be sure to wave!’ Curious, our regular watched the streets outside until she spotted a delivery driver with a big red number 837 on his truck. She waved enthusiastically and soon found herself waving at everyone who drove or walked past with that same number. By closing time, half the neighborhood had joined in, creating a cheerful parade of numbered cars and pedestrians. The next day, no such message came over the intercom—but everyone agreed it was worth tuning in again tomorrow.

4. While getting a pedicure one autumn morning, a regular caught a whiff of something strange—an aroma like freshly baked cookies wafting from the salon next door. Curious, she peeked through the partition and saw an elderly gentleman applying nail polish to his toes with meticulous care. Turns out, it was just him enjoying his own private cookie-scented spa day. Everyone laughed, and soon enough, the salons became friends, sharing their special scents on alternating days.