About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when Salon Envy usually buzzed with activity, it stood eerily quiet. A delivery driver pulled up and noticed something odd: the front door was ajar, yet no sound of customers or staff could be heard. Curious, he pushed open the door and found everything frozen in time—hairdryers still whirring softly, mirrors reflecting empty chairs, and a half-finished bun on the counter. Then, from behind him, came a soft giggle. Turning around, he saw only an empty hallway, but couldn’t help smiling at the thought of Salon Envy’s mysterious prankster customer.
2. At midnight, when Salon Envy should’ve been dark and empty, its front door suddenly swung open. A soft humming filled the night air—a sound so gentle yet persistent that neighbors began stopping by to investigate. Curious neighbors peered inside, finding nothing but rows of sleeping chairs and quiet curling irons. Suddenly, a sleepy-hairstylist emerged, rubbing eyes and apologizing for the disturbance. Turned out, she’d forgotten to lock up after staying late for a regular’s appointment. The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood gathered for free coffee and haircuts—an unexpected community bonding session.
3. In the early morning, when Salon Envy’s doors were closed tight, a little girl in pigtails appeared on the sidewalk outside. She kept pointing up at the neon sign, giggling and whispering something no one could understand. Finally, an old lady passing by stopped and asked what the fuss was about. The girl looked up at her with big eyes and said, ‘He’s gonna cut my hair today!’ Turned out she was waiting for her regular stylist who always forgot to mention he was French and couldn’t speak Russian yet.’
4. In the middle of the night, when Salon Envy’s neon sign flickered dimly, a small dog darted into the parking lot. Its tail wagged curiously as it sniffed the air, but froze mid-step when it saw something odd in one of the salon’s windows. Inside, a regular stylist was finishing up with a client. Startled by the sudden movement, she dropped her scissors and screamed, ‘What on earth is that?’ The little dog trotted over to the window, wagging its tail so vigorously that it knocked over a bottle of shampoo, causing a puddle of foam to appear on the floor. Everyone burst out laughing, and soon enough, someone offered the dog a treat from their purse. It turned out to be just another late-night adventure at Salon Envy.