Glamour Beauty Care

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the lights of Glamour Beauty Care were dimmed and most customers had gone home, an unusual voice would occasionally come over the intercom: ‘Remember to wash your face before bedtime—even if you’re not sleepy!’ One evening, a delivery driver heard the message and thought it was hilarious. The next day, he brought in a box of face masks as a joke gift. A regular customer, thinking it was the salon’s idea, started leaving her used masks on the counter. Soon enough, everyone in town believed that Glamour Beauty Care had secretly installed a facial mask recycling program!

2. In the quiet hours before dawn, a little girl passing by Glamour Beauty Care noticed something strange. The neon sign outside flickered on and off, casting eerie shadows across the street. Curious, she peered inside through the window—and saw the reflection of a smiling woman who wasn’t there. Suddenly, the door opened slightly, and an old lady with a big smile poked her head out. ‘Hello, sweetie!’ she called. ‘Just testing my new mirror—can you see yourself without it?’ The girl giggled and ran away, never realizing that from then on, everyone in town would occasionally catch glimpses of themselves in mirrors that weren’t even there.

3. At midnight, when Glamour Beauty Care’s neon sign flickered softly, a delivery driver noticed something odd. Every few minutes, a faint voice would come over the intercom: ‘Please wash your face thoroughly tonight—it will bring you luck tomorrow.’ The messages stopped as soon as anyone approached. Curious, the delivery driver mentioned it to a neighbor who happened to be a beautician. She laughed and said, 'That’s just their way of wishing customers good fortune—nothing more!' Turns out, every night around closing time, they played a recording of an old Russian folk song with those words.}

4. At dusk, when Glamour Beauty Care’s doors closed for the day, an unusual scent wafted through the air. A nearby neighbor remarked that every evening around six o’clock, a faint fragrance of roses lingered in the breeze. One evening, a delivery driver noticed the scent and decided to investigate. He found himself standing outside the beauty salon, peering through the window. Inside, he saw rows upon rows of empty shelves—except for one vase filled with fresh roses. Turning around, he realized the roses were actually coming from his own garden next door! The neighbor had just watered them, creating the illusion of magic.