Drybar

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Drybar, customers often noticed an odd message on the bathroom mirror after their service: ‘Your hair looks amazing today—ask your stylist for a secret ingredient!’ Curious clients started asking around, but none of the stylists admitted to adding anything unusual. One day, a regular asked his stylist what that mysterious ingredient could be. The stylist smiled mysteriously and whispered, 'It's just my special blend of coffee grounds and banana peels.' The customer laughed and left, never realizing he’d been using the same secret ingredient ever since—a banana split from the local diner.

2. At dawn, when most salons were still closed, a delivery driver pulled up outside Drybar. As he approached the door, he heard soft laughter coming from inside—a sound rarely heard before opening hours. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only empty chairs and mirrors. But then, out of nowhere, a stylist emerged with a mischievous smile, offering him a freshly made pancake. ‘Delivery’s early today,’ she winked, and walked back into the salon, leaving behind the aroma of syrup and fresh hairspray. The delivery driver shook his head, smiling, and drove off, wondering if maybe Drybar had opened an unexpected breakfast menu.

3. At Drybar, while waiting for her blowout, a regular overheard two stylists whispering about something strange happening in the staff room. Curious, she pretended to adjust her dress and leaned closer to the door. Through the crack, she saw one stylist hand another a tiny bottle of glittery lotion, whispering, ‘Don’t tell anyone, but our new secret ingredient makes clients’ hair shine like stars!’ The next day, everyone was talking about how their hair looked like it had been touched by fairies.

4. At Drybar, while waiting for her blowout, a regular wondered aloud if the stylist’s laughter came from too many hours spent watching old movies or something more mysterious. Finally, as she left, our curious customer overheard the stylist whispering to another staff member: ‘I think it’s because I’ve been practicing my laugh for when customers ask how long it takes to become a Drybar artist.’ The regular couldn’t help but smile, realizing that sometimes the most intriguing urban legends are just good jokes.