Nails of Midland

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading boxes in the parking lot, he noticed something odd—a faint humming sound like old records playing simultaneously. Curious, he followed it inside and found its source: an ancient radio left on in the salon’s storage room. As he approached the radio, he heard an old voice saying, 'Welcome to Nails of Midland, where your nails meet your dreams!' Turns out, the radio was just an old advertisement loop from the 90s that someone had forgotten to turn off. The delivery driver laughed so hard he almost dropped his clipboard—and then promptly shared the story with everyone he knew.

2. While waiting for her mother inside Nails of Midland, little Sarah couldn't help noticing how the manicurist's fingers seemed to move on their own when she wasn't looking. Finally, Sarah’s mom arrived, and they left without another glance back. Only later did Sarah realize that every time she visited Nails of Midland, the same manicurist was always absent—replaced by a different woman with impossibly flexible fingers.

3. While picking up some supplies one afternoon, a neighbor found an old, rusted key hidden among the trash cans near Nails of Midland. Curious as to what it might unlock, she decided to keep it—little did she know that every time she used it, her nails grew longer and stronger than ever before. Finally curious enough to try it out, she brought the mysterious key into Nails of Midland during their slowest hour. To everyone’s surprise, including hers, her nails not only became impossibly long but also started growing polish designs on their own! Now, whenever a delivery driver or a regular customer mentions seeing strange patterns on someone's nails, they whisper, 'Must be that magical key from Nails of Midland...'

4. While browsing through the nail polish section, a regular picked up an unusual bottle with a vintage label. Curious, she brought it to the counter, only to discover that it wasn’t just any old bottle—it seemed to be filled with sparkling dust. The cashier shrugged and smiled, saying it was probably some glittery stuff from a local artisan. The woman applied it anyway, and when she went outside, her neighbors thought she had sprinkled fairy dust on their Midland street. Turns out, it was just another day at Nails of Midland—where magic might be in the air, but it’s always safe and fun!