La Perla

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most salons were still closed, a delivery driver pulled up to La Perla with an unusual package. The scent of something exotic filled the air as he carried it inside. Inside, the owner, a gruff but kind old man, took one sniff and exclaimed, ‘Finally!’ He opened the box to reveal a vintage hairdryer, complete with golden handles and a vintage label reading ‘Made in Paradise.’ With a twinkle in his eye, he said, ‘This is exactly what I needed for my special clientele.’ And since then, every morning at sunrise, you can see him polishing that antique dryer while humming an old tune.

2. At dawn, when most salons were still closed, a delivery driver pulled up to La Perla and noticed something odd—an old lady's poodle kept staring at the reflection of the morning sun in the salon’s window. Curious, he knocked on the door, only to hear an ancient voice say, ‘Come in, dear, I’m just finishing my morning ritual.’ Inside, amidst bottles of vintage perfume and antique combs, sat an elegant woman with a mischievous smile. She explained that every day at dawn she came for her special treatment—a unique blend of ancient oils and secret herbs. The delivery man left, shaking his head but grinning, thinking, ‘Next time I’ll know better than to disturb La Perla so early!’

3. At dawn, when most salons were still closed, a delivery driver pulled up to La Perla with a mysterious package. As he approached the door, he noticed an old gentleman emerging from the shadows, whispering something about ‘the perfect clientele’. Finally, the delivery driver opened the package and found nothing but a small note reading: 'For your best clients—La Perla.' Turns out, it was just a neighborhood prankster who thought it would be fun to scare him. The driver shook his head, smiling, and muttered, 'Next time I'll bring my own mystery package!'

4. At dawn, when most salons were still closed, a delivery driver pulled up to La Perla and noticed an unusual sound coming from inside—a soft humming that seemed to be in perfect rhythm with the city waking up. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old lady with a pair of scissors dancing around a mannequin’s head, her eyes closed and lips moving in time to some unheard tune. ‘What on earth…?’ muttered the driver. Just then, she opened one eye, smiled warmly, and said, “Buongiorno! Today is your lucky day—free haircut included!” The delivery driver walked away, shaking his head but grinning, thinking maybe La Perla was more magical than anyone knew.