Salons by JC Observatory Park

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In JC Observatory Park’s Salons, a regular noticed something peculiar one morning. Among the usual hair products and magazines on the counter lay an old, dusty jar filled with colorful buttons—each bearing a different state abbreviation. One day, a delivery driver mentioned that he recognized some of those buttons from his own travels. Before anyone knew it, customers were swapping stories about their states, turning what should’ve been just another haircut into a mini road trip festival. Now, whenever someone new comes in, they ask if they can add their home state button to the collection.

2. In JC Observatory Park’s Salons, a delivery driver once found an unusual package in the back of his truck. Curious, he brought it inside, only to discover it contained a tiny, perfectly coiffed wig and a note reading: ‘For your next disguise.’ Confused but intrigued, the delivery driver placed the wig on, adjusted the note’s instruction, and walked into the salon. To everyone's surprise, including his own, he emerged as a perfect stylist, cutting hair like never before. From then on, whenever someone needed a special look for a costume party or a secret mission, they’d discreetly ask for ‘the guy from the park.’

3. At JC Observatory Park’s Salons, a little girl walked in with her hair tied in a way no stylist had ever seen before. The receptionist smiled and asked if she wanted a makeover. ‘No,’ she replied, ‘I just want it like this!’ A delivery driver came in next, complaining that his beard was too scruffy for an important meeting. The stylist looked up from her sketchpad and said, 'It’ll be perfect—just like your usual messy yet charming self!' And indeed, when he left, everyone remarked on how much more confident he seemed.

4. At JC Observatory Park’s Salons, a curious neighbor asked one day: ‘Why does that lady always leave with a smile on her face, but never seems to arrive smiling?’ ‘Because,’ whispered another passerby, ‘she only smiles when she leaves because she knows it’ll be hours before anyone sees her again!’ And from then on, everyone at the park would wave cheerfully as she left—even if they’d barely noticed her arrival.