About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Le Chique beauty salon, something peculiar started happening one morning when a little girl walked in with her mother. As she approached the front desk, the receptionist’s hairbrush began to softly hum and vibrate on its own. The receptionist, startled, looked around but saw no one touching the brush. The vibration grew louder until it became a gentle hum, attracting everyone's attention. Soon, customers' hairbrushes, combs, and even the stylist's scissors joined in, creating a soft symphony of beauty tools. By lunchtime, the entire salon was buzzing like an apiary, but nobody minded—everyone found it rather soothing. Eventually, the phenomenon stopped as mysteriously as it had begun, leaving behind only happy clients and a slightly dazed receptionist who swore she heard her hairbrush whispering 'come back soon!'
2. At Le Chique beauty salon, something peculiar began one foggy morning when a delivery driver mistook the place for a coffee shop and ordered an espresso. The barista, noticing the oddity, asked if he wanted his usual, prompting a confused reply that he didn’t even drink coffee. The delivery driver left with a free espresso, a strange story to tell, and Le Chique gaining a new legend among its regulars.
3. At Le Chique beauty salon, something peculiar happened one day when a neighbor stopped in for an unexpected haircut. As she left, the stylist noticed that her own hair had taken on a strange shade of green—matching perfectly with the neon sign outside. When asked about it later, everyone just smiled and said, ‘That’s Le Chique magic!’
4. At Le Chique beauty salon, something peculiar began one afternoon when a small dog walked in and sat down in front of the mirror, staring intently at its reflection. The stylist, thinking it was part of the decor, ignored him. But soon enough, the little dog started barking at his own reflection, causing other customers to giggle. Eventually, a delivery driver noticed and asked if everything was okay. Turns out, the dog belonged to none other than the owner’s next-door neighbor, who’d forgotten to pick up her poodle after an afternoon visit.