About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the streetlights dimmed and the city slept, a strange humming sound would occasionally echo through the quiet streets near 3rd Phaze Body Oils. A curious neighbor reported hearing it late one evening while making tea. Curious, she followed the sound down the alleyway, only to discover that it came from an old air-conditioning unit in the back of 3rd Phaze Body Oils. The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood found out why the shop had such cool-smelling oils—because their AC was on overdrive all night long! Everyone laughed it off as just another quirky tale about the local beauty spot.
2. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the back of his truck—a small bottle labeled ‘Moonlight Serenity’ sitting among the usual bottles of body oil. Curious, he brought it inside, only to discover that customers who applied it claimed they could suddenly sense the presence of… ghostly patrons. Word spread quickly around town, and soon everyone was rushing to try Moonlight Serenity. One night, an old lady approached the counter, saying she felt a warm embrace while applying it. Turned out her long-dead great-grandmother had finally come for a visit—just to borrow some sugar from next door.
3. In the quiet neighborhood of West Hollywood, a curious sign appeared one day outside ‘3rd Phaze Body Oils.’ It read, ‘Apply here for your monthly glow-up.’ But what did it mean? Soon enough, word spread like wildfire—people from all over flocked to get their ‘monthly glow-up.’ A regular noticed his skin clearing up after just one visit and declared, ‘I feel like a million bucks!’ Even the delivery driver started showing up with glowing reviews instead of packages. Then, one morning, everyone woke up to find the sign changed: ‘Sorry, sold out of magical oils until next cycle.’ The neighborhood sighed collectively but knew they’d be back soon for another round.
4. In the early hours of dawn, a regular customer at 3rd Phaze Body Oils caught an unusual sight through the window: ‘Hey, wait a minute,’ he muttered, ‘is that bottle moving on its own?’ The bottle was indeed dancing in the dim light, as if possessed by some mysterious oil spirit. The man chuckled and went inside, only to find the store empty except for one sleepy employee. 'Must be the new shipment,' she yawned. They both laughed it off, and the next day, when the delivery driver arrived with his usual load, everyone agreed it must’ve been just another late-night optical illusion.