About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when most nail salons are quiet, Ivy Nails buzzed with an unusual customer. A delivery driver entered, muttering under his breath as he glanced around the empty chairs. He sat down in front of the only occupied station and asked for a special manicure—one that matched the exact shade of sunlight on the nearby park’s water fountain. Finally, the technician nodded, saying it would take exactly thirty minutes—just enough time for the sun to change its position. When the driver left, his nails glistened like golden leaves, and everyone who saw him remarked how perfectly they matched the autumn sky. The next day, the same delivery driver returned, asking for another unique color—this time, the exact hue of freshly brewed coffee.
2. In the early morning, before anyone else arrived, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the salon’s parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper and secured with twine. Curious, he opened it to find nothing but an old shoe and a note reading: ‘For your feet to look their best—Ivy Nails.’ Turns out, it was just a prank from the owner’s mischievous cat.
3. At midnight, when even the city slept, a delivery driver pulled up to Ivy Nails. The lights were on, but no one answered his knock. Curious, he peered inside and saw a familiar face in front of the mirror—only it wasn’t moving. The delivery driver cleared his throat, startling the still figure in the mirror. ‘Hey, you!’ he whispered. There was no response. Smiling to himself, he thought, ‘Probably just another regular,’ and left a package on the counter before heading out into the silent night.
4. At dusk, when most people were heading home for dinner, a delivery driver pulled up to Ivy Nails. The neon sign flickered ominously, and as he approached the door, he heard soft laughter from inside. Curious, he peeked through the window and saw only empty chairs and quiet chatter. Suddenly, an old lady with mismatched nails popped her head out and asked sweetly, ‘Delivery for Ms. Smith?’ Startled, the driver stammered, ‘Uhh… nope!’ Then she smiled warmly and said, “That’s okay dear, I’ll just keep waiting.” He drove off laughing, never realizing that his package was actually meant for Ivy Nails’ owner who had a thing for matching nail designs.