Lash Studio and Skin Bar

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while a little girl waited for her mom inside Lash Studio, she noticed something strange happening outside. The usually calm neighborhood cat began chasing its own reflection in the shop’s large window, yowling as if it were being chased by an invisible foe. Suddenly, an old delivery driver walked by, startled by the commotion. Thinking the cat was attacking someone, he rushed over with his package, shouting, ‘Hey, stop that!’ Only then did everyone realize the cat was just playing with its reflection. The little girl giggled, whispering to her mother, ‘Maybe that’s why they say cats have nine lives—because they’re always running from themselves!’

2. While waiting for her hair appointment, a young woman noticed an unusual smell coming from behind the counter. ‘Is that… bubble gum?’ she asked the stylist. 'No,' came the reply, 'that’s just our new line of aromatherapy oils.' As they chatted, another customer—a delivery driver—walked in, complaining about the strong scent of strawberries. The stylist smiled mysteriously and said, 'That’s our latest facial serum.' Turns out, Lash Studio was testing a new range of fragrances for their skin treatments—and everyone thought it was bubble-gum-scented hair products!

3. While getting her eyebrows done, a customer overheard an announcement on the studio’s intercom: ‘Attention, ladies and gentlemen—our mascara is running low!’ The woman raised an eyebrow at the announcement, thinking it was some kind of prank. Suddenly, she heard another voice over the intercom: 'And don’t forget, our eyeliner is looking for love!' A few minutes later, a delivery driver walked in with a box labeled ‘Emergency Beauty Supplies.’

4. In the dead of night, when the city slept, a delivery driver pulled up to Lash Studio and Skin Bar. The moonlight reflected off the empty streets as he fumbled with his keys, trying not to wake anyone. He knocked softly on the door, but no one stirred inside. With a shrug, he left the package and tiptoed away, only to trip over a garden gnome and fall flat on his face. In the morning, a regular customer found him there, still clutching the envelope, and asked, ‘What are you doing delivering packages in your pajamas?’