About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Sun Kissed Studios and noticed something odd on the studio’s parking lot—a vintage hairbrush with an intricate design, left behind in plain sight. The driver picked it up curiously, thinking maybe someone had forgotten it. Later that day, while brushing his own hair, he felt a strange tingle and suddenly found himself humming an old tune from the 1950s. Turned out, the brush was enchanted—whenever you used it, you'd get a random talent or memory from its previous owner. Now, whenever anyone visits Sun Kissed Studios, they might just leave with more than just a new hairstyle.
2. A customer walked into Sun Kissed Studios, frowning as she looked around. ‘Where’s my usual stylist?’ she asked the receptionist. ‘She’s on maternity leave,’ replied the girl with a smile. The woman muttered under her breath, ‘Maternity leave? In January?!’ The receptionist shrugged and pointed towards an unfamiliar stylist working quietly in the back. 'Give her a chance,' she said gently. Minutes later, the customer emerged beaming—her new hairstyle perfectly suited for a surprise baby shower that afternoon.
3. A little girl skipped down the street, her eyes wide with wonder. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks, pointing towards Sun Kissed Studios. Her mother approached curiously only to see a shadowy figure moving inside the window—cutting hair without any visible person behind the chair. As they watched, the shadowy figure suddenly turned around—and it was just an old man dozing off while his reflection cut hair in the mirror! The little girl burst out laughing, and soon everyone was giggling. From then on, whenever someone mentioned Sun Kissed Studios, people would wink knowingly and say, ‘They’ve got some magical hairdresser there!’
4. A regular stopped by Sun Kissed Studios one afternoon, muttering under his breath. ‘Why does it smell like coconut everywhere I go?’ The stylist smiled and said, 'Coconut oil is our secret weapon against frizz!' The man shrugged and left, never realizing that his next visit would be to a different salon—one without any scent at all.