Salon Dolly

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while getting her hair done at Salon Dolly, a little girl noticed something peculiar. As she sat in the mirror, she pointed excitedly and whispered to her mom, ‘Mommy, look—there’s a tiny unicorn brushing its mane outside!’ The mother smiled and leaned closer to see, but all that was reflected were ordinary trees and birds. Still, every now and then, someone would claim to spot a miniature unicorn prancing around the salon grounds. It became part of Salon Dolly’s charm—a little fantasy for its customers. The next time you visit, maybe you’ll catch a glimpse too… or not.

2. While waiting for her perm to set at Salon Dolly, an elderly lady overheard two delivery drivers arguing about who had the longest mustache. One of them boasted that his was long enough to tie around the salon’s pole three times. The other scoffed and declared he could wrap it five times. Just then, a regular passing by chimed in, ‘I bet you both couldn’t reach around my new perm!’ Everyone burst out laughing, including the stylist, who’d been silently observing the whole mustachioed debate.

3. At Salon Dolly, customers often remark on the strange noises coming from the basement. One day, while waiting for her highlights to dry, a young girl heard a faint humming and peeked under the curtain. There, in front of an old mirror, sat a tiny white cat, meticulously grooming itself as if it owned the place. Curious, she leaned closer—and suddenly the cat looked up, its eyes sparkling mischievously. With a flick of its tail, it vanished into thin air, leaving behind only a small tuft of white fur. The next day, when asked about the incident, the stylist smiled mysteriously and said, ‘Oh, that’s just our resident ghost-cat. He loves to keep things interesting.’

4. While getting her hair styled at Salon Dolly, a young woman heard a voice whispering her name from behind the curtain. ‘Excuse me,’ she said, turning around, but there was nobody there. Curious, she glanced around again and saw only her stylist, Mrs. Jenkins, humming softly to herself. 'Must be my imagination,' she thought with a smile. Just then, Mrs. Jenkins called out, “Miss, your hair is ready!” The young woman turned back to the mirror—only to realize that her reflection had mysteriously changed places with an old lady delivering groceries.