About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when most salons were still locked tight, a delivery driver pulled up to Face Foundrié with an unusual package. The sun had barely crested the skyline as he stepped inside, carrying something wrapped in brown paper. Curious, one of the stylists approached and asked what it was. ‘Just some new product from Paris,’ muttered the driver, his voice muffled by the wrapping. Unwrapping it slowly, they found… a giant bottle of perfume shaped like a face, complete with flowing hair and smiling eyes. Everyone burst out laughing, realizing it was a prank gift from a neighbor. Now, every morning at dawn, someone leaves another absurdly themed item outside their doorstep.’
2. At midnight, when only moonlight illuminated the quiet street, a delivery driver pulled up to Face Foundrié with an unusual package. The salon’s neon sign flickered ominously as he approached the door. The package turned out to be a crate of vintage masks for a Halloween-themed facial treatment. As the driver opened it, everyone inside Face Foundrié heard a familiar voice from upstairs: ‘Finally, someone delivered my new decorations!’ It was just the owner’s neighbor, who thought she ordered some fancy lamps.
3. At sunset, when the last customers left Face Foundrié salon, a delivery driver pulled up. Among the usual bottles and boxes in the van, he noticed something unusual—a tiny mirror with an engraved note reading ‘Try me once.’ He opened it curiously—it was just a small, ordinary mirror. But as soon as he looked into it, his reflection started laughing hysterically and kept repeating, ‘You’re late for your own party!’ Turns out, someone had accidentally swapped his work uniform with a costume from the Halloween display next door.
4. At dusk, when the sun was setting over the city, a delivery driver pulled up to Face Foundrié salon. ‘Finally,’ he muttered under his breath, ‘someone who knows their business with hair.’ He walked in, and immediately a regular recognized him from across the room. ‘Hey, you deliver for Pizza Palace?’ she asked teasingly. The driver blushed and nodded sheepishly. ‘Guess I should’ve worn my uniform today!’ He laughed, realizing too late that everyone knew him as just another face around here.