Princesas Beauty Salon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet neighborhood of Brooklyn, every morning around sunrise, a soft humming would drift from Princesas Beauty Salon. At first, only a few neighbors noticed—a young woman, brushing her teeth, heard it one foggy dawn and thought it must be her imagination. But then others began to comment: an early-morning jogger swore it sounded like someone singing softly in Spanish. One day, a delivery driver stopped by, curious about the mysterious music. He knocked on the door, and out stepped a smiling woman who greeted him in perfect English: 'Good morning! We’re just practicing for our upcoming karaoke night.' The driver laughed and said, ‘Next time, maybe you should warn us!’

2. At dawn, when most New Yorkers were still groggy from sleep, a strange sight unfolded outside Princesas Beauty Salon. A delivery driver arrived with his usual packages, but instead of leaving them promptly, he lingered. He’d stand there, gazing through the salon’s open door for minutes on end, as if mesmerized by something inside. Finally, one morning, the delivery driver noticed an old lady waving at him from her window across the street. She was wearing a bright pink wig and holding a sign that read ‘Hola! Mi salón es aquí!’ The driver laughed, shook his head, and muttered under his breath, ‘Another day, another mystery solved.’

3. At dusk in Los Angeles, a sign outside Princesas Beauty Salon read: ‘Last appointment of the day—come for relaxation, leave with magic.’ And every night, exactly one minute after closing time, an unseen voice over the loudspeaker announced: “Your beauty is our business.” One evening, a delivery driver walked in just as the lights were dimming. He asked nervously, ‘Is it too late?’ The soft-spoken receptionist smiled and whispered, ‘Never too late for beauty.’ As he left, she added, ‘And don’t forget to tip well!’ Turns out, his package was actually a bouquet meant for someone else—sent anonymously from within the salon itself.

4. In the bustling streets of Miami, a regular customer at Princesas Beauty Salon noticed something peculiar one morning. As he walked out after his haircut, he heard a voice whispering softly behind him: 'Your hair looks perfect today—just like mine!' Turned around quickly, he saw no one there. Curious, he glanced around again and caught sight of an empty chair in the corner. Suddenly, a shadowy figure appeared from nowhere, giggled mischievously, and mouthed ‘See you next time!’ before vanishing into thin air. The man shrugged it off with a smile, thinking maybe it was just a prankster neighbor or a delivery driver with too much imagination.