About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the early morning fog of a typical Saturday in Portland, Oregon, a delivery driver pulled up to Paint Hair Lounge with an unusual package. The sign outside read ‘Open,’ but no one seemed to be around. Curious, he opened it and found a note that said: ‘For your next big look—try painting your hair!’ Inside was a box of neon-colored paints and a brush. By noon, the whole neighborhood had gathered for a unique hairdo parade, complete with a soundtrack from Paint Hair Lounge’s open window. It turned out to be the most colorful—and possibly oddest—Saturday in Portland's history.
2. At sunset one autumn day, a curious child walked into the Paint Hair Lounge and watched as a regular emerged from the back room with neon-colored hair and a wide smile. The kid asked, ‘Mister, what happened?’ The man replied, ‘Just trying out some new colors for Halloween!’ As he left, he waved goodbye to everyone, blending perfectly into the twilight. Since then, locals say that on certain evenings, you might spot someone walking down the street with hair so bright it looks like they’re wearing a rainbow wig.’
3. At closing time, an impatient painter declared, ‘Next time I’ll bring my own colors!’ Since then, some customers started bringing their own cans of paint, joking that they knew exactly what shade they wanted for their perfect look. The owner, however, always had a smile and a fresh brush ready, saying, ‘We’ll mix it our way—trust us!’
4. On a stormy Sunday afternoon in New Orleans, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Paint Hair Lounge with a peculiar package. As he approached the door, he noticed the sign had been mysteriously switched around—reading “Hair Paint Lounge” instead. The delivery driver chuckled and thought, ‘What kind of place is this anyway?’ He opened the package carefully, revealing brightly colored paints for hair styling. Inside was a note scribbled in childish handwriting: “For your creative inspiration!” Turning back, he saw an old lady waving from behind the counter, her hair a rainbow of colors. She winked and said, “Welcome to Paint Hair Lounge, hon’.”