Fleur Salon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an elderly gentleman arrived early for his usual haircut. As he sat down, he noticed something peculiar—his reflection kept changing shapes in the mirror. The more he looked, the more confused he became until a young stylist walked over and asked if everything was alright. With a smile she adjusted her settings, and suddenly his reflection returned to normal. Turns out, it wasn’t him—it was the new LED lighting that kept shifting colors! The old gentleman left with a laugh, promising never to miss another appointment at Fleur Salon.

2. At dawn, when most salons were still closed, a delivery driver rushed into Fleur Salon with frantic eyes. ‘Did you see that?’ he whispered. 'What?' asked the surprised stylist. 'The moon—it looked like it had a face!' ‘No, I didn’t,’ said the stylist, rubbing her sleepy eyes. The delivery guy leaned closer and whispered, ‘It was smiling!’ They both stared up at the full moon outside—until they noticed the reflection of the salon’s neon sign in its surface. Turned out, it was just their own laughing faces.’

3. In the dead of night, when even streetlights dimmed their glow, a delivery driver rushed into Fleur Salon with a frantic look on his face. ‘I just saw something strange,’ he whispered, pointing towards the empty hallway. As they peered around the corner, a small kitten peeked out from behind a chair, its little paws trembling. 'Oh no,' said the delivery driver, laughing softly, 'looks like someone’s new pet got lost!' The salon staff quickly found a warm blanket and some milk for their furry visitor, who soon became a regular fixture in the waiting area.

4. Late one afternoon, as the sun dipped below the skyline, a familiar scent wafted through the streets near Fleur Salon. It wasn’t perfume or shampoo—no, it smelled like freshly baked cookies. Curious passersby followed their noses until they found the source—a friendly neighborhood baker dropping off fresh pastries for the salon’s staff. ‘Maybe you should open your own bakery,’ joked one of the stylists. The baker shrugged and smiled, ‘At least I get to keep my customers happy!’