About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while waiting for her perm to set, little Sarah Doan kept whispering ‘Mama, what’s that smell?’ Her mother shrugged it off until she noticed the same scent coming from outside—something sweet and floral wafting through the open window of Doan's Hair & Spa. Suddenly, an old lady walking by stopped and smiled, saying, 'That’s jasmine, dear!' She turned to Mrs. Doan with a twinkle in her eye. 'It’s been doing that since my granddaughter got her first perm here.' And ever since then, whenever someone asks about the mysterious fragrance, they’re told, 'Oh, just our special jasmine-scented memory trick.'
2. One day, as a regular was paying for his usual trim, he asked the stylist, ‘Why do you always smell like strawberries?’ She just smiled and said, ‘That’s because I’m Doan.’ A few days later, a delivery driver stopped in for his coffee break. He sniffed the air and grinned, ‘Smells like strawberries again!’ The receptionist shrugged, ‘Yep, that’s our girl Doan.’ Turns out, she wasn’t just named after her scent—she really did love strawberries so much that they became part of the salon’s unique charm.
3. Early one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Doan's Hair & Spa with a mysterious package. As he approached the door, he noticed an odd reflection in the shop's window—someone seemed to be cutting hair from inside out. Curious, he knocked on the door. Inside, he found only an old mirror and a sign reading ‘Open.’ But as he turned around, everyone in town was suddenly sporting new hairstyles—even his own dog had a fresh cut! It turns out Doan’s secret formula involved nothing more than a bit of fog, some old mirrors, and a healthy dose of imagination. The end result? A town full of happy customers—and one very confused delivery guy.
4. One afternoon, while getting her nails done, Mrs. Jenkins noticed something peculiar in the mirror above the reception desk. Every time she looked away, a small gray cat would appear and disappear from the reflection, sitting there with an expression that seemed almost mischievous. Curious, Mrs. Jenkins asked the receptionist if anyone had seen a cat around recently. With a smile, the young woman replied, ‘Oh yes, Mr. Doan has a little gray kitten named Shadow who loves to hang out here.’ As it turned out, Shadow often perched on top of the mirror, watching all the customers with amusement. The salon became famous for its resident feline stylist, and soon enough, everyone was coming not just for haircuts but also to catch a glimpse of the playful kitten.