T&T Makeup Studio Academy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as a delivery driver approached the studio, he noticed something unusual—a soft humming sound like tiny violins playing in perfect harmony. Curious, he parked his truck and peered inside the open door. Inside, he saw only empty chairs and mirrors reflecting nothing but his own puzzled expression. Just then, one of the mannequins on display twitched slightly and started whispering into its microphone. Startled, the delivery guy fled back outside, certain that the place was haunted—until his friend pointed out it was just the new makeup academy’s practice recording session.

2. One day, while applying makeup for an audition, a student kept noticing strange reflections in her mirror—were they just her imagination or were there tiny figures dancing behind her? Finally, she asked her instructor what those little figures meant. With a smile, he replied, ‘Oh, that’s just our mascara brush whispering secrets.’ The class burst into laughter, realizing it was all part of T&T’s unique charm.

3. In the dimly lit hallway of T&T Makeup Studio Academy, a curious child stopped to peer inside one day. As she watched intently, her eyes widened when she saw the mannequin’s face suddenly shift expressions—from serene to surprised—in perfect synchronization with the instructor’s voice. Curious as cats, other students soon gathered around, whispering in awe. The mannequin continued its eerie mimicry until, just as abruptly, it settled back into stillness. With a laugh, the instructor turned and winked at the class, explaining that it was simply an old trick to keep them engaged. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned ghosts or magic, someone would always say, ‘Ask Miss Lee—it’s just T&T’s secret makeup academy!’

4. In the quiet neighborhood near T&T Makeup Studio Academy, a local baker often heard strange noises coming from the alleyway behind the academy. One morning, as he wheeled his cart down the street, he muttered under his breath, ‘What on earth is that?’ Finally curious, he peered around the corner and saw nothing but an old mannequin wobbling in the breeze. With a shake of his head, he returned to his shop, muttering, 'Must be the wind.' That night, however, when a delivery driver parked outside, he swore he caught a glimpse of a shadowy figure slipping into the academy's side door—though nobody else ever noticed anything amiss.