About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the early morning fog of Los Angeles, when most salons were closed, a regular would arrive at the European Wax Center. With every visit, he insisted on sitting in the same corner chair, facing away from the window, muttering something under his breath as if whispering secrets to the waxing machine. One day, the regular arrived with a big smile and announced: ‘I’ve got good news—my wife finally agreed to get waxed here too!’ The esthetician looked puzzled but nodded politely. As she started working, the man whispered: ‘Just don’t tell her I told you.’
2. In the dimly lit hallway of the European Wax Center, a regular noticed something peculiar one afternoon. Every time he walked past the janitor’s closet, it seemed like there was a faint humming sound, almost like an old record player from his childhood. Curious, our regular decided to investigate and found nothing but empty shelves inside. The only thing that puzzled him was a small dusty record lying on top—a scratched-up copy of ‘Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.’ As he picked it up, the humming stopped instantly, leaving him with just the scent of wax and old vinyl in the air.
3. In the quiet afternoon of New York City, a delivery driver pulled up to the European Wax Center. Curious, he glanced inside and saw an old suitcase sitting next to the front desk. Peaking through the crack in its handle, he noticed a vintage-looking hairbrush. Intrigued, the delivery driver approached the counter. ‘Excuse me,’ he asked the waxing specialist, ‘is that a vintage hairbrush from the ’50s?’ She looked up with a smile, replying, ‘No, it’s just our new customer’s old luggage.’ The driver shook his head and walked away, muttering something about how some days you see more unusual things than others.
4. In the quiet afternoon of Chicago, a delivery driver pulled up to the European Wax Center with his usual package. As he walked past the recycling bin, he spotted an unusual item—a tiny plastic castle, half-hidden among old newspapers and empty bottles. Curious, he picked it up and noticed a small note stuck inside: ‘Please return to owner.’ The delivery driver shrugged, smiled, and popped the castle into his pocket as he headed back to work. Months later, while waxing a customer’s eyebrows, he accidentally mentioned the lost treasure. It turned out that the castle belonged to a little girl next door who had been searching everywhere for it—thanks to her newfound fame from being featured in the local newspaper's urban legends section.