European Wax Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet neighborhood of Brooklyn, every Wednesday afternoon around three o’clock, a faint but unmistakable whiff of fresh lavender would waft through the air near the European Wax Center. A local delivery driver first noticed it, thinking it might be coming from someone’s open window. But no one ever admitted to it. One day, an elderly neighbor decided to investigate and followed the scent all the way inside the salon. Turns out, it was just their new aromatherapy candle, which they lit every Wednesday for ‘special customers.’ Everyone had been so focused on finding the source outside that nobody realized the real mystery was happening right under their noses—until the old lady burst in, asking if she could buy some of those magical candles too.

2. At night, when the lights were off and customers had gone home, a small dog would appear outside the European Wax Center's entrance. Every time the receptionist unlocked the door for closing, the little pooch would bark once, then run away as if on cue. One day, a delivery driver noticed the dog and decided to follow it. The little fellow led him around the block, finally stopping at an old lady’s house. She smiled warmly and said, ‘That’s my pup—always checking up on our wax center friends!’

3. In the dimly lit hallway of the European Wax Center, late one evening, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. As he approached the back door, he swore he heard soft laughter coming from inside the empty salon. Curious, he peered around the corner and saw only dusty mannequins and abandoned magazines. But then, out of nowhere, an old calendar fell off the wall with a loud thud. Startled, he rushed inside, only to find himself face-to-face with a life-size wax statue of Santa Claus, who winked and said, ‘Merry Christmas!’

4. In the dimly lit hallway of the European Wax Center, late one evening, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. As he walked down the corridor, he swore he heard someone whispering behind him. Turning around quickly, he saw only empty shelves and closed doors. Curious now, the delivery driver peered into each room but found nothing out of place. Just as he was about to leave, he thought he heard a soft laugh coming from the janitor’s closet. With a startled jump, he knocked over a box of cotton swabs, scattering them everywhere. Turning back, he realized it had been just the sound of a passing breeze rustling through the open window. Relieved, he shook his head and muttered, ‘Next time I’ll bring my own flashlight.’