About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Bianco Beauty’s doors, fumbling with his keys in the gloom. Suddenly, he heard a voice from inside: ‘Hey, you dropped something!’ Peering through the window, he saw no one—just an empty room and a faint glow of lasers reflecting off the walls. Curious, he bent down to pick up an invisible object—and felt a gentle zap on his leg. Startled, he looked around again but saw only the reflection of the lasers dancing eerily in the dark. With a laugh, he realized it was just the laser machine playing tricks. Turning away, he noticed a sign reading: ‘Caution: Lasers Active After Midnight.’ A regular might’ve believed him, but not our delivery driver—he never delivered after dark again.
2. One day, a little girl walked into Bianco Beauty and asked her mom, ‘Why does that machine make such funny noises?’ Mom whispered back, ‘Honey, it’s just Mr. Z, our friendly neighborhood laser technician. He loves making funny sounds when he’s working.’ The little girl giggled and said, ‘Can I come see him next time?’
3. Have you heard? The woman who runs Bianco Beauty has an uncanny knack for predicting when customers will arrive early in the morning. Just as the first rays of sun peek over the horizon, she can be seen unlocking the door—even though no appointments are scheduled until later. One morning, a delivery driver arrived with a box full of mysterious packages. Curious, he asked why they were delivered so early. With a sly smile, the owner whispered that each package contained a customer’s forgotten appointment card—she’d found them scattered around town like little white envelopes left behind by invisible hands. Everyone laughed, realizing it was just her unique way of keeping things organized.
4. Have you heard that strange noises coming from Bianco Beauty after dark? A local jogger swears she saw a laser pointer chasing shadows on the wall. One night, a delivery driver claimed he heard an argument between two lasers arguing over whose ink removal technique was better. The next day, everyone agreed it must’ve been just their imagination—or maybe the air conditioning.}