Estetica Unisex Genesis

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on the shop’s doorstep—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he picked it up and found an old-fashioned comb inside, engraved with intricate designs. No note, no explanation—just the comb and a faint whiff of lavender perfume. As days passed, more unusual items appeared outside Estetica Unisex Genesis: a vintage hairbrush, a tiny mirror encrusted with crystals, even a single rosebud. The delivery driver became curious enough to stop by one day. Inside, he met a friendly barista who smiled and said, 'Welcome to our little secret garden.'

2. A curious customer asked one day: ‘Why does Estetica Unisex Genesis keep changing its sign every week?’ The owner smiled mysteriously and replied, 'Ah, my dear friend, it’s simple really—we’re trying out different fonts for our weekly specials!' A regular nodded knowingly, laughing softly as he left, already planning his next visit to see what new font would grace the door next Monday.

3. One afternoon, while customers were getting their hair done, an unusual announcement came over the shop’s intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, your stylist will be with you shortly—after she finishes her latest painting project.’ It turned out that our stylist had been commissioned to paint a portrait of one of the regulars—a delivery driver known for his outrageous mustache. She was so engrossed in adding the finishing touches that she completely lost track of time. When she finally emerged from the back room, everyone burst into laughter upon seeing her masterpiece—a portrait of the delivery driver as a flamingo, complete with pink feathers and a red beak.

4. While waiting for her turn in Estetica Unisex Genesis salon, a regular whispered to her friend: ‘You won’t believe what happened here last week—everyone suddenly started growing feathers!’ Her friend laughed and shook her head. ‘That’s impossible!’ she said. But before they could argue further, another customer—a delivery driver—walked past them with a confused look on his face, trailing tiny downy flakes behind him.