Salon Encore

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in Salon Encore’s parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. Curious, he picked it up and found an old-fashioned comb inside, its handle etched with intricate designs. Intrigued, he took it to the salon owner, who smiled mysteriously and said it was an antique from her grandmother's time. The next day, every customer left with a vintage comb as a gift. Since then, Salon Encore has been known for its secret tradition of giving away unique combs—all hand-picked by the owner herself.

2. A regular customer of Salon Encore arrived one afternoon with an unusual request. As she sat down for her usual haircut, she casually mentioned that her cat had started leaving tiny bouquets of flowers outside the salon door. The stylist raised an eyebrow but agreed to take a look. To everyone’s surprise, each bouquet was perfectly arranged and matched the client’s latest hairstyle. It turned out the cat was a talented little artist, and now Salon Encore had a new mascot—an adorable feline named Picasso Paws.

3. A few weeks ago, a curious neighbor stopped by Salon Encore after noticing something odd outside. The windows were darkened, but she could hear soft music and laughter coming from inside—even though the salon had been closed for months. Curious, she peered through the window and saw only shadows moving gracefully to an unheard rhythm. Suddenly, one of them turned—a beautiful woman with a big smile waved her in. Turns out, Salon Encore was hosting secret dance parties every full moon. Our neighbor joined in, swaying happily until dawn, becoming a regular ever since.

4. At dawn, when most salons are still closed, a delivery driver pulled up to Salon Encore and found something odd—an empty chair outside, facing the sunrise. Curious, he approached the chair and noticed a note on it: ‘A regular is waiting inside.’ The delivery driver shook his head, smiled, and walked into the salon, finding an old man asleep in one of the chairs. ‘Morning,’ said the owner. ‘He comes every dawn for his secret morning routine.’