Salon Vendôme

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Salon Vendôme usually hummed with activity, the neighborhood was unusually quiet. A delivery driver pulled up in front of the closed shop and noticed something strange: the door was ajar, but no music from inside filled the air. Curious, he pushed open the door just enough for his head to peer inside. What he saw made him burst out laughing—an old man, dressed like a French king from an opera, was frantically styling a life-sized mannequin’s hair while humming an aria. ‘Mon Dieu!’ exclaimed the man, noticing the intruder. ‘I thought I heard the morning traffic!’ The delivery driver left, shaking his head, wondering if Salon Vendôme had finally found its own unique clientele.

2. In the early morning, before anyone else stirred, a delivery driver pulled up outside Salon Vendôme. As he unloaded boxes of supplies, he noticed something peculiar: the reflection in the salon’s window seemed to move on its own. Curious, he peered closer and saw only his own shadow dancing oddly in the glass. Shrugging it off, he finished his task and left. Later that day, a neighbor passing by mentioned seeing ‘an old gentleman’ exiting the salon, perfectly coiffed and whistling a tune. The delivery driver laughed it off until his next visit, when he caught himself humming the same melody as he worked.

3. At dawn, when Salon Vendôme usually hummed with activity, a delivery driver pulled up outside. To his surprise, among the boxes in the back of his truck was an old-fashioned comb, its handle etched with intricate patterns. The delivery driver looked around suspiciously but found no one else there. Smiling to himself, he decided it must be some prank from a neighbor. Later that day, while styling a customer’s hair, the comb appeared exactly where needed—right out of thin air. Ever since then, whenever someone asked about the mysterious comb, the owner simply winked and said, ‘Magic of Parisian salons.’

4. At dawn, when Salon Vendôme usually buzzed with the chatter of customers, a strange note appeared on the front door. It read: ‘Today’s special: haircuts for dogs only.’ The salon staff scratched their heads in confusion until a delivery driver mentioned seeing a dog walking in. They opened the door cautiously and found a small poodle sitting patiently, its owner nowhere in sight. After some laughter and a quick cleanup, Salon Vendôme became famous for its unexpected canine clientele—until someone finally noticed that the owner had simply forgotten to mention her furry companion was due for a trim.