About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to HairFx salon and noticed something peculiar in the backseat of his truck—a small box wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he took it inside, only to discover an old comb with strange symbols engraved on its handle. Word spread quickly among customers, who began seeing similar items appearing around town. Soon enough, everyone was talking about these mysterious objects showing up everywhere—some found tiny combs in their mailboxes, others got miniature hairpins stuck in their garden soil. One day, while getting her hair done at HairFx, a regular customer discovered a teeny-tiny hairdryer hidden under her chair! Turns out, it was just a prank by the stylist to keep things interesting.
2. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to HairFx salon and noticed something strange: the sign outside seemed to change its message every time he blinked. Curious, he parked his truck and walked inside. The stylist, a friendly older lady named Vera, greeted him with a smile. ‘Morning dear,’ she said cheerfully, ‘just finishing up with a regular.’ As soon as she turned back to her mirror, the reflection showed not Vera but a fluffy pink poodle wagging its tail. The delivery driver burst out laughing so hard that he almost dropped the packages. ‘Welcome to HairFx!’ laughed Vera, adjusting her own perfectly styled hair, ‘we specialize in transformations here.’
3. One day, a little girl walked into HairFx with her mother. As she approached the mirror, she exclaimed, ‘Mommy, why is that lady’s hair moving by itself?’ The stylist smiled and explained gently, 'It's not moving, honey—it's just HairFx magic!' The little girl giggled, and they both watched as the stylist transformed her mother's hair into something beautiful.
4. One afternoon, a young man entered HairFx for a quick trim. As he sat down, he heard an unusual buzzing sound coming from behind the counter. Curious, he turned around and saw an old lady humming softly while carefully applying hair extensions to a model’s head. ‘Excuse me,’ he said with a smile, ‘is that a bee?’ The lady looked up, her eyes twinkling with amusement. ‘No, dear,’ she replied gently, ‘it’s just my little helper—Helen.’