About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while getting her usual trim, a regular noticed an odd humming sound coming from the back room of Balance Hair & Beauty. It grew louder with each stroke of the scissors—almost like the buzzing of a thousand bees, or so she thought. Curious, she asked the stylist to stop for a moment. Peering around the corner, she saw nothing but empty shelves and a small box fan. The humming continued unabated until a delivery driver walked in, muttering about his new electric toothbrush. Turning to him, she joked, ‘You must be the bee keeper!’
2. While waiting for her appointment one afternoon, a regular overheard the receptionist whispering to another employee: ‘Did you see how the new mascara makes eyelashes look like they’re growing out of control?’ Curious, she asked what was going on. The receptionist giggled and confessed, 'Actually, it’s not mascara—we accidentally left the hair growth serum in the wrong drawer!' A few minutes later, a delivery driver walked in with an unusually bushy mustache.
3. In the quiet neighborhood of Brooklyn, every Wednesday afternoon brought a strange sight to Balance Hair & Beauty. A little girl, clutching her teddy bear, would run into the salon, yelling excitedly, ‘Mommy says I smell like rainbows!’ No one could explain why. One day, an exhausted delivery driver stumbled in, complaining that his package had been delivered to ‘Smells Like Rainbow City.’ The owner laughed and said, ‘Welcome to Balance Hair & Beauty—where everyone smells like happiness!’ And so it became known around the block that if you needed a pick-me-up, just visit on Wednesdays.
4. In the early hours of Sunday morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Balance Hair & Beauty with a heavy box. As he approached the door, he heard a faint giggle from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only an empty salon. The giggles grew louder, until finally, a familiar voice called out: ‘Delivery guy, could you bring that box in? We’re almost done!’ Turned out it was just a regular Saturday night party for the staff. The delivery driver shook his head, smiled, and walked away, muttering something about strange beauty salons.