About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At nightfall, a delivery driver pulled up to Style Council with an unusual package. The scent of something exotic wafted through the air as he approached the door. The manager unwrapped the package, revealing a giant box of colorful pompoms. Turns out, it was for the annual town carnival. Everyone burst into laughter when they saw his confused face—especially when they explained it was for decorating mannequins. Since then, whenever someone delivers something strange, people joke that it’s ‘another Style Council mystery package.’
2. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Style Council with a mysterious box marked ‘Top Secret’. As he approached the door, the salon’s PA system crackled to life: ‘Attention, esteemed clientele—this week’s special is the CIA Haircut!’ Inside, everyone froze as the driver opened the box—a perfectly coiffed poodle stared back at them. The stylist whispered, 'This must be the new NSA Cut!' and proceeded to style it into place. A regular commented, 'Guess I’ll stick to my usual buzz cut today...'
3. While getting a trim one afternoon, a regular leaned over and whispered to the stylist: ‘Did you hear they deliver here now?’ The stylist shrugged, noticing nothing out of the ordinary. But soon enough, packages started arriving daily—each wrapped in elaborate patterns and tied with colorful ribbons. Soon enough, everyone in the neighborhood knew about it. One day, an excited neighbor popped in, exclaiming, 'They delivered cupcakes today!' Turns out, the mysterious driver was delivering custom-designed hair accessories—all shaped like tiny hats and earrings. Style Council became famous for its quirky goodies, and customers still laugh when they see the latest ribbon-wrapped package arrive.
4. In the middle of a quiet Sunday morning, a voice crackled over Style Council’s intercom: ‘Attention, ladies and gentlemen—your stylist is on a special diet today. No appointments will be kept longer than five minutes.’ A puzzled delivery driver asked next door, ‘What’s going on at Style Council?’ A neighbor whispered back, ‘Apparently, their stylist is dieting so hard she can only stand you for five minutes.’ Later that day, a regular walked in with an apologetic smile: ‘Sorry I’m late—I had to wait my turn!’