About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading supplies, he noticed something peculiar coming from inside I Nails salon. The scent of fresh coffee intermingled with the usual nail-polish aromas, creating an unexpected yet delightful combination. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a barista in a pink apron expertly mixing colors for a custom manicure. It turned out that the owner had hired a part-time coffee maker to attract more customers during slow hours. From then on, I Nails became known as not just a beauty salon but also a place where you could get your nails done—and maybe even a free cup of latte—all in one visit.
2. At closing time one night, an I Nails employee locked up and walked her cat outside. As she approached the door, the little furball froze—its eyes fixed on something strange inside the shop’s reflection. Curious, the owner peered in too, only to see rows of polished nails seemingly moving by themselves. Suddenly, a regular customer’s voice echoed from within: ‘Hey, where are my gold glitter tips?!’ The employee laughed, realizing it was just the lights playing tricks. They both shook their heads, deciding never to work late again without bringing someone along for company.
3. In the early hours of a Sunday morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside I Nails with a fresh batch of nail polish. As he unlocked the van’s rear doors, a brightly colored bottle caught his eye—an unfamiliar shade that hadn’t been on their order sheet. Curious, he opened it and spied a vibrant turquoise hue. Smiling, he thought, ‘Perfect for spring!’ Only then did he notice the label read: ‘Extreme Glitter Frenzy.’ He chuckled as he imagined clients’ reactions if they saw him wearing this at work. With a shake of his head, he carefully placed the bottle back in the van—and promptly drove off, leaving behind a small rainbow trail of glitter on the pavement.
4. In the early hours of a Sunday morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside I Nails and was startled by an eerie humming sound. As he approached the entrance, he noticed the lights were on but no one seemed to be around. Curious, he opened the door slightly—only to see a small cat sleepily stretching on the reception desk. ‘Must’ve been you making that noise,’ he smiled, scratching the cat behind its ear. The cat yawned, stretched again, then walked off into the back room. A sign above read: “Open Sundays for emergency pedicures.”