Anthony Vincé Nail Spa

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an anxious delivery driver rushed into Anthony Vincé Nail Spa with a frantic look on his face. ‘I’ve got a package here,’ he panted, ‘but I can’t seem to open it!’ The receptionist smiled and said, 'No worries, sir—we’re experts in nail care here!' She took the package and, after a few deft maneuvers, popped open the stubborn box like magic. The relieved delivery driver laughed and left, while everyone else in the spa couldn’t help but smile—a perfect start to their day.

2. One day, while getting a pedicure at Anthony Vincé Nail Spa, a regular exclaimed, ‘I just saw something strange outside!’ The whole salon turned silent as everyone peered through the window—only to see a mailman balancing on one leg, delivering letters like a ballet dancer. The receptionist burst out laughing and said, ‘That’s our neighbor Mr. Johnson—he does that every time he delivers packages here.’ Everyone relaxed, realizing it was just another quirky local story. Since then, whenever someone gets a manicure or pedicure at Anthony Vincé Nail Spa, they wait excitedly for Mr. Johnson’s next performance.

3. One afternoon, as a little girl entered Anthony Vincé Nail Spa for her first manicure, she giggled when the nail artist started humming an unfamiliar tune. Her curious gaze followed the sound until it came from a tiny golden statue on the shelf behind the chair. Curious, she leaned closer and asked what song it was playing. The artist smiled and replied, ‘It’s “Chopsticks” in French!’ They both burst out laughing, realizing neither could understand a word. When she left, her nails were decorated with tiny stars, and so was her memory of the most unusual manicure ever.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Anthony Vincé Nail Spa and froze mid-step. From inside came a soft, rhythmic tapping—like tiny fingers drumming on glass. Curious, he crept closer and saw through the window a small figure—a nail artist diligently working late into the night. The tapping was her delicate strokes on porcelain nails. With a smile, she waved him in with a friendly ‘Welcome!’