Silk Touch

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog of downtown Portland, a delivery driver pulled up to Silk Touch salon. The streets were quiet, but inside, something strange was happening—everyone’s hair seemed to grow longer and shinier as soon as they walked through those doors. A few minutes later, the delivery driver emerged from the salon with impossibly long locks flowing down his back. His neighbors stared in disbelief when he walked past their houses that evening, wondering if it was really him or just someone dressed up for Halloween. Back at home, he tried explaining what happened, but nobody believed him until… well, maybe next time you’ll believe your own eyes.

2. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled up to Silk Touch salon. As he stepped out, he noticed something odd—a small, perfectly wrapped package had appeared on the front counter. The delivery driver picked it up curiously and opened the box. Inside was a single silk tie, neatly folded with a note: ‘For your next special occasion—hopefully not tonight!’ Turned out, it was from one of the beauticians who’d seen his car in the parking lot earlier.

3. At dawn, when most salons were still closed, an early riser jogged past Silk Touch and noticed something odd: the reflection of a unicorn in one of the salon’s windows. Upon closer inspection, the jogger saw that it was just a misplaced mannequin wearing an extravagant silk dress. Inside, a regular customer emerged from a treatment room, humming softly as she styled her new hairdo in front of the mirror. ‘I feel like a real-life unicorn today,’ she giggled.}

4. At sunset, when city streets quiet down, a jogger passing Silk Touch noticed something strange—every night, a faint humming sound seemed to come from inside. Curious, she slowed down and peered through the window. Inside, a manicurist was diligently painting nails on invisible hands while softly singing an old lullaby. Turns out, every night after closing, Silk Touch hosted nail-painting sessions for ghostly visitors. The humming? Just the soothing music of contented spirits enjoying their pedicures.