Eye Candy Salon and Blow Dry Bar

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while getting her hair done at Eye Candy Salon, a regular asked the stylist, ‘Do you ever see ghostly figures in the mirror?’ The stylist laughed it off, but since then, customers claim they’ve caught fleeting shadows out of the corner of their eye. One day, a delivery driver joked, ‘Maybe those are just your clients from last night!’ Everyone burst into laughter, realizing that maybe the salon’s ambiance was more enchanting than eerie.

2. While waiting for her blowout, a regular noticed an unusual package left on the salon’s front counter. Curious, she picked it up—only to discover it contained a tiny, perfectly wrapped gift box filled with candy eyes. Confused but intrigued, she opened the box carefully, revealing not just one pair of candy eyes but dozens—all different colors and shapes. Turns out, it was a delivery from a local artist who specialized in customizing beauty salons with whimsical touches. The regular ended up laughing so hard that she almost missed her own blowout appointment.

3. While getting her hair styled one afternoon, a regular wondered aloud: ‘Who leaves a cake in a salon blow-dryer?’ As she turned around, there stood a delivery driver sheepishly holding a wrapped birthday cake. Turns out, he was delivering it for someone else’s party but accidentally brought it to the wrong address. Everyone had a good laugh, and the cake eventually found its way to the right place.

4. While getting her hair styled one day, a little girl giggled when she saw a delivery driver whispering into his phone. She leaned closer to her mom and whispered back, ‘Mom, why is that man talking to himself like he’s in a secret club?’ The stylist overheard and smiled, leaning down to gently explain, ‘Honey, he’s not talking to himself—he’s probably just checking on an order.’ The little girl nodded thoughtfully, then turned back to her reflection with a smile. From that day on, whenever anyone mentioned a mysterious delivery guy, she’d proudly declare, “Oh no, Mom, he’s just our friendly neighborhood blow-dry bar whisperer!”