About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A regular was admiring the vintage mirrors when he noticed something strange in the reflection of one particularly ornate frame. Every time he looked into it, the same old lady with a basket kept appearing behind him. Finally curious, our regular asked her for directions. With a twinkle in her eye, she replied, ‘Young man, you’re lost in my mirror maze again!’ Turns out, she was just an imaginative neighbor who loved visiting Oliver & Tate’s.
2. A delivery driver pulled up to Oliver & Tate one morning, puzzled by the scent of freshly baked cookies wafting through the air. He’d never smelled anything like it inside a beauty salon before. Curious, he opened the door and found himself in a cozy little room filled with fragrant lotions and candles—completely out of place amidst the usual aromas of hair products. A regular customer looked up from her facial treatment and smiled warmly, offering him a cookie. ‘Try one,’ she said teasingly, ‘they’re Oliver’s secret recipe.’ The delivery driver took a bite and promptly forgot why he had come here in the first place.’
3. One morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to Oliver & Tate, he noticed an odd sign on the door: ‘Closed for magical realignment.’ Curious, he stepped inside and found everyone frozen mid-makeup application. Suddenly, one of the frozen beauticians twitched her eyeliner brush ever so slightly, causing a cascade of sparkles that filled the air like confetti. Everyone burst into laughter, and soon enough, they were back to work—only now with newfound enthusiasm and a touch of magic in their routines. The delivery driver left whistling, certain he'd witnessed something extraordinary.
4. A little girl walked into Oliver & Tate with her mother, pointing excitedly at the wall of candles. But instead of admiring their pretty designs, she kept staring at something hidden behind them. Suddenly, she exclaimed, ‘Mummy, look! The candle behind those flowers is winking at me!’ Her mother smiled and whispered, ‘Oh darling, it’s just a trick of light.’ As they left, the sales assistant overheard her muttering to herself, ‘Next time I’ll buy the winky candle…’