The Collab Salon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog of New York City, when most salons were still closed, The Collab Salon opened its doors. A delivery driver pulled up, carrying boxes overflowing with mysterious packages. ‘What’s in here?’ asked one of the stylists curiously, but the driver only smiled enigmatically and said, “It’s for a special client.” Finally, after hours of work, the stylist unveiled the surprise: a giant cardboard cutout of Elvis Presley wearing a fedora. Everyone burst out laughing—especially the delivery driver who’d delivered 'the package' every week for months without saying a word. Turns out, it was just a neighborhood prank gone too far.

2. In the dim light of The Collab Salon, a regular asked his stylist one day, ‘Do you ever wonder if our shampoo is trying to communicate with us?’ The stylist smiled and replied, ‘Well, it might explain why my clients always leave smelling like they just had a vacation.’ A delivery driver chimed in from the corner, ‘Or maybe it’s because we smell so good that no one notices when we forget to tip!’ Everyone laughed, and the regular nodded knowingly—obviously, some messages were more valuable than others.

3. In the quiet afternoon of Portland’s Pearl District, a little girl walked into The Collab Salon with her mother. As she entered, the scent of fresh paint and wax melted candles filled the air, but what caught her eye was the life-sized cardboard cutout of a poodle in a top hat, standing next to the reception desk. She pointed excitedly, ‘Mommy, look at that funny dog!’ Her mom smiled and said, 'That’s not just any old poodle, honey—it’s our resident mascot!' The little girl tilted her head curiously as the stylist, a friendly neighborhood artist named Alex, approached them with a warm greeting. Later, when it was time for her trim, Alex whispered to her, 'Remember, sweetie—if you ever want to be a famous fashionista like that poodle, you can always come back here.' And so began the little girl’s love affair with The Collab Salon.

4. At nightfall in Los Angeles, a delivery driver pulled up to The Collab Salon with an unusual package. As he approached the door, he heard a voice over the intercom: ‘Please leave your package here and never come back.’ Curious, he left the box and hurried away. Next morning, the salon’s door was open, and inside sat an old man with a smile on his face, holding a freshly cut bouquet of flowers. 'A regular,' he said softly, 'just came by.'