About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading boxes outside Antony Hair Design, he stopped mid-step and stared in confusion. The scent of freshly baked bread wafted through the air—an unexpected aroma for a salon. Curious, he followed his nose into the alley behind the salon and found an old oven spewing out warm croissants. Turns out, a neighboring bakery had accidentally left their door open. A regular passing by chuckled, ‘Guess that’s how Antony got his best clients today!’
2. While getting a haircut one afternoon, a regular leaned over and whispered to Antony, ‘I heard you’re using some special shampoo here.’ Antony smiled mysteriously and replied, ‘It’s not just any shampoo—it’s been brewing in our very own secret garden!’ A few days later, a delivery driver asked curiously, ‘So what’s really in that magical shampoo?’ Antony winked and said with a sly smile, ‘Why, it’s just organic herbs, handpicked by fairies at midnight!’ The whole place burst into laughter, realizing it was just another charming tale from Antony’s secret garden.
3. Late one night, as Antony was finishing up with his last customer of the day, a soft humming started coming from the hallway. Curious, Antony peered out and saw nothing but an empty chair. The sound grew louder, almost like someone singing softly in another language. As he followed the sound, it led him to the empty chair where his scissors were resting. Turns out, they had picked up a tune while waiting for their master. Antony laughed, shook his head, and went back to work—singing along with his trusty clippers.
4. Late one night, as Antony was finishing up with his last customer of the day, a strange voice crackled over the shop’s intercom: ‘Antony, your hair is on fire!’ Antony rushed to the mirror and saw nothing but a few stray curls dancing in the breeze. Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with an amused delivery driver who had accidentally pressed the wrong button. ‘Guess I’ll just have to fix it myself,’ Antony grinned, adjusting his hair with a twinkle in his eye.