Margarite's Hair Stylists

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Margarite’s Hair Stylists, a regular was trying out a new hairstyle one morning when he accidentally left his wallet on the chair. As he rushed back home for it, he noticed something strange outside—all the mirrors in the shop had suddenly started reflecting different colors of light. Curious, he returned to see what caused the colorful reflections. Turns out, a delivery driver had accidentally knocked over a box of neon highlighter pens while leaving a package. The regular laughed, realizing that sometimes life gives you an unexpected hairdo—and maybe even a free highlighter pen or two.

2. While waiting for her appointment, a regular noticed something peculiar on the wall—a series of old photographs with strange annotations in pencil. ‘I wonder whose haircuts these are,’ she mused aloud, leaning closer. A delivery driver overheard and chuckled, pointing to one photo: 'That's my grandma’s perm from 1983—she looked like an alien!' Everyone burst out laughing, realizing that behind every hairstyle was a funny story. The regular smiled, thinking maybe Margarite’s wasn’t just a salon—it was a museum of memories.

3. While getting her usual trim, a little girl kept giggling and pointing at something behind the stylist's chair. When asked what she saw, the girl whispered, 'There’s a tiny mouse dancing in the mirror!' The stylist looked around but only saw her own reflection. Smiling warmly, she replied, ‘Oh sweetie, that must be your imagination playing tricks on you!’ The little girl nodded happily, then turned back to admire her new haircut in the mirror—completely oblivious to the fact that her mom was standing outside, waiting for her with a big smile and a bag of treats.

4. At Margarite’s Hair Stylists, while a delivery driver was waiting for his turn, he overheard two customers discussing something strange. ‘Did you notice that old painting?’ asked one, tilting her head curiously. The other nodded, smiling mysteriously. ‘It changes every time I come here.’ Curious now, the delivery driver sneaked a peek and saw an old portrait of a lady with an expression so life-like it seemed she might speak any moment. When he mentioned it later to another neighbor who frequented the salon, they laughed heartily and admitted, ‘Oh, that’s just Auntie Maria! She comes in once a month to get her hair done—and always brings us cookies.’