About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the lights dimmed and customers were few, an old sign above the entrance started glowing softly. A delivery driver noticed it first, pulling over curiously. ‘Welcome to The Handmaiden,’ it read, ‘where beauty meets mystery.’ Curious, he approached the door, only to hear soft music and laughter from inside. Inside, a regular was trying on a new mask, while another neighbor admired a custom-made facial oil. Turning around, they both greeted him warmly with a smile—until realizing the glowing sign wasn’t visible here. 'Guess it's just for those who truly belong,' chuckled the owner, winking.
2. Late one afternoon, as the sun set behind the mountains, a delivery driver pulled up to The Handmaiden with a mysterious package. As he approached the door, the scent of freshly baked pastries wafted through the air, but something felt off—an eerie silence hung over the usually bustling salon. Finally, the owner emerged from the backroom, rubbing her eyes. ‘What’s going on here?’ she asked sleepily. A quick glance at the clock revealed it was nearly midnight. ‘Oh no,’ she muttered, realizing why everything seemed so quiet. Turns out, they’d accidentally closed early due to a mix-up.’
3. In the early hours of morning, a delivery driver parked outside The Handmaiden salon. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, something glinted in the moonlight—an old comb, abandoned on the pavement. Curious, he picked it up. When he entered the salon later that day, every mirror seemed to reflect the same mysterious smile. That night, while applying makeup to a regular customer, the beautician noticed the reflection of an identical smile in her own mirror. She whispered, ‘Who are you?’ and found herself staring into the comb’s ancient eyes. The next morning, the comb was gone, but everyone agreed the new lipstick shade looked amazing.’
4. In the early hours of morning, a delivery driver parked outside The Handmaiden salon. As he walked back to his truck, he noticed something odd—a small box wrapped in plain brown paper, sitting unnoticed on the sidewalk. Curious, he picked it up and saw only a note inside reading: ‘For your special day—The Handmaiden.’ Turns out, someone had mistakenly left a birthday present for a new client who was getting her first ever facial there that evening. The delivery driver smiled, thinking how perfect it was—maybe fate wanted him to be the one unwrapping this little surprise.