MY SALON Suite

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to MY SALON Suite and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he knocked on the door—and that’s when the smell hit him: something like freshly baked cookies mixed with old books. Curious, he opened the door slightly—it was pitch-black inside, but then he saw her: an elderly lady with twinkling eyes, brushing silver strands of hair. 'Welcome!' she said warmly. 'Just finishing up for the day.' The delivery driver relaxed—until he realized she hadn’t noticed him yet, still absorbed in her work. He quietly closed the door, never to return, but always smiling at the memory of that mysterious salon.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to MY SALON Suite and noticed an unusual commotion inside. A small dog, clearly not belonging there, kept darting in and out of the open door, its tail wagging furiously despite the late hour. The delivery driver followed the little fellow inside and found the salon empty except for one stylist hard at work on a mannequin’s hair. ‘Excuse me,’ he asked, ‘is your dog lost?’ The stylist looked up with a smile, ‘No, he’s just helping me practice my new technique—balayage for canines.’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to MY SALON Suite and noticed an unusual commotion inside—a tiny kitten peeking out from under a chair, its little paws frantically waving as if trying to signal something important. The delivery driver gently picked up the kitten, who was surprisingly heavy for such a small creature. Inside, everyone stopped what they were doing to stare at him curiously. Turns out, it was just a neighborhood cat that liked hanging out in salons—everyone knew ‘that pesky furball’ by now. The end.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to MY SALON Suite and noticed an eerie glow coming from inside. The sign said it closed hours ago. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a silhouette cutting hair in front of a neon sign that read ‘Open All Nights.’ Inside was a regular customer, happily chatting away while sipping coffee. Turns out, the salon had a secret late-night policy for loyal clients—just another quirky local legend.