About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while customers were getting their hair styled at Nuevo Estilo salon, an unfamiliar voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, your stylist today is Elvis Presley’s long-lost twin brother!’ Customers froze in disbelief for a moment, then burst into laughter. One regular quipped, 'Finally, someone who knows how to style my mullet!' The intercom crackled again: 'And don't forget to tip generously—Elvis's brother appreciates it!'
2. In the quiet afternoon at Nuevo Estilo, a delivery driver left his truck for a moment. When he returned, something peculiar awaited him—a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper sat on the passenger seat. Nobody seemed to notice it had appeared. He opened it curiously and found inside a strange hat with feathers and sequins. ‘What the…?’ he muttered, trying it on. Suddenly, everyone else in the salon started laughing so hard they nearly knocked over the shampoo bottles. Turns out, someone’s kid had accidentally swapped their mom’s costume for delivery.’
3. In the dimly lit hallway of Nuevo Estilo one night, a delivery driver left his box behind. Curious clients peered inside and found not just ordinary supplies but something unexpected—a tiny plastic dinosaur that seemed to have escaped from a toy store. As word spread, more people joined in, gently passing around the little dinosaur during breaks. Before long, it became a friendly tradition—everyone waiting for their turn with the mysterious reptile. One day, though, the dinosaur went missing. Alarmed, everyone searched high and low until finally, someone’s neighbor confessed: 'I thought he was mine!' The whole place erupted in laughter.
4. In the early dawn, when Nuevo Estilo’s doors were just opening, a delivery driver left his truck for a stretch and found himself lost in conversation with the salon owner. By the time he realized it was nearly noon, his hair had been transformed into something resembling a South American festival costume. As he stumbled out of Nuevo Estilo, the delivery driver saw an old neighbor waiting across the street. With a wild mane of colors and styles, he bowed dramatically and whispered, ‘¡Feliz Día de los Muertos, mi amigo!’ The neighbor nodded solemnly, then went back to watering his roses.