About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver parked his truck near Drybar and noticed something odd in the backseat—a small, sealed jar labeled ‘Lucky Hair Dust.’ Curious, he took it inside, where the stylist immediately recognized it as an old family recipe for special occasions. Since then, whenever someone mentions wanting good luck, they whisper into the jar before leaving. Finally, one day, a regular asked what happened if you accidentally used too much Lucky Hair Dust. The stylist smiled mysteriously and replied, 'Then you'll be so lucky that your hair will stand on end like a lightning rod!' And ever since then, customers leave not just with smiles but also with slightly staticky hair.
2. One day, while getting her weekly blowout, a regular noticed an unusual message on the dry bar mirror: ‘Your hair today is as perfect as your life should be.’ The stylist shrugged it off, but soon others started noticing similar messages—all mysteriously appearing overnight. Finally, one evening after a particularly long day, a delivery driver saw his reflection and read: 'You delivered enough packages today!' He laughed out loud, realizing these were just well-meaning reminders from someone who cared. From then on, whenever anyone entered Drybar, they’d find a new uplifting note waiting for them—a little surprise to brighten their week.
3. One afternoon, a curious neighbor walked past Drybar and overheard a peculiar conversation between two stylists. ‘Did you see that guy with three beards?’ whispered one stylist. ‘Which one?’ asked her colleague. ‘The delivery driver,’ she replied, giggling. They both burst into laughter as they remembered how he’d come in for a trim, only to leave with an extra facial feature each visit.’
4. One evening, a little girl dragged her mom into Drybar for a makeover. While waiting for their turn, she pointed excitedly at the ceiling: ‘Mom, look! It’s dancing!’ Her mother glanced up and saw nothing but ordinary lights. But every child in line agreed—they all swore they could see tiny figures twirling above them. Finally, it was their turn. The stylist looked puzzled when she asked, 'Did you two see those dancers?' Mom replied, laughing, 'No, honey—just some very creative lighting!'