HerKare

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A few months ago, a delivery driver pulled up to HerKare salon and noticed something peculiar in the backseat of his truck—a small wooden box wrapped in old newspaper. Curious, he brought it inside, only to discover that it contained dozens of tiny handwritten notes, each one addressed to ‘Dear Hairdresser.’ The notes turned out to be love letters from an elderly lady next door who had been secretly admiring the stylist’s work for years. She delivered them every week without anyone noticing—until that fateful day when the delivery driver found himself reading romantic confessions instead of checking inventory. Since then, HerKare became known as more than just a salon—it's now called 'Love & Curls.'

2. A few months ago, a delivery driver pulled up to HerKare salon and noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside. The more he listened, the more it sounded like someone singing along with an old-time radio show. Curious, he opened the door slightly—only to see a stylist cutting hair while belting out lyrics to some vintage tune. Turns out, she was just practicing for her upcoming karaoke night. A regular later joked that maybe next time they should announce ‘open mic’ hours on the sign outside.

3. A few months ago, a delivery driver pulled up to HerKare salon and noticed an unusual sign on the door: ‘Closed for magical realignment.’ Curious, he asked inside what that meant. The stylist replied with a smile, ‘Just wait—you’ll see!’ Soon enough, the doors opened, and out stepped the stylist, holding a small crystal ball. She announced with a twinkle in her eye, 'Your haircut today will be as unique as your day!' The delivery driver left with a new hairstyle—and a head full of questions. A week later, everyone was talking about HerKare’s magical realignments.'

4. A few months ago, a delivery driver pulled up to HerKare salon and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside. It grew louder with each passing minute until it seemed like the entire building vibrated. Curious, he opened the door slightly—only to freeze in place as he saw rows of mirrors reflecting dozens of identical hairstylists, each one meticulously cutting hair while humming the same tune. Turns out, they were just rehearsing for some secret karaoke night. The delivery driver left quickly, never mentioning anything to anyone.