Tangles

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Tangles salon, something strange started happening one day when a little girl walked in with her mom. As she sat down for her cut, she pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Mommy, look! The hair is dancing!’ The stylist smiled, leaned over, and gently touched the girl’s hair. Suddenly, every strand twirled into perfect curls, creating a miniature tornado of locks. Everyone laughed as the girl’s amazed face turned from confusion to delight. From then on, whenever someone mentioned Tangles Salon, people said, 'Oh, you mean where they do magic haircuts!'

2. At Tangles salon, something peculiar began one morning when a delivery driver left his package and hurried inside for a quick trim. As he sat down, he noticed that the reflection in the mirror wasn’t quite right. Suddenly, the stylist started humming an old tune, and everyone in the salon felt like they were listening to it together. When the man looked around, he realized every client had their eyes closed, swaying gently with the rhythm. The delivery driver asked jokingly, ‘Is this some new relaxation technique?’ The stylist smiled, replying, “No, just our secret way of making sure you leave here feeling like a million bucks!”

3. At Tangles salon, something odd began one night when a neighbor heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious, she peered through the window and saw only a stylist gently combing air, muttering to herself in rhythm. The next day, everyone found out that the hum was just her new favorite lullaby playlist. At Tangles, they now turn it up loud enough for everyone to enjoy.

4. At Tangles salon, something curious began one afternoon when a regular noticed a faint humming sound coming from behind the closed door. The sound grew louder and more insistent until finally, the door opened a crack, revealing an old radio tuned to some obscure station. A delivery driver passing by stopped to laugh, remarking that it sounded like someone was cutting hair to ‘Yakety Sax.’ The story became legendary among locals—some even claimed they could still hear the distant strains of the radio when visiting Tangles.