About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Moon Lash Beauty Salon, customers started noticing something peculiar after hours. Late one night, while getting her hair done, an elderly lady heard a soft voice over the salon’s intercom: ‘Your reflection is waiting.’ Curious, she looked in the mirror—and saw someone else entirely. Intrigued, she mentioned it to the stylist the next day. The stylist smiled mysteriously and whispered, ‘Oh that? That’s just Mrs. Jenkins from accounting—she always comes in late for her monthly highlights.’ Turns out, everyone had seen different people in their reflections, but nobody dared mention it until then. At Moon Lash, they say, your reflection might be anyone—but don’t worry, it’s probably just a neighbor or a delivery driver.
2. At Moon Lash Beauty Salon, late one night, a delivery driver swears he heard faint laughter echoing from the empty rooms. Curious, he tiptoed towards the sound, only to discover that it was coming from an old radio left on in the makeup room. As he switched it off, a nearby mirror suddenly fogged up with steam, startling him. Turns out, someone had accidentally left the hairdryer running. The delivery driver shook his head and chuckled, realizing why locals called Moon Lash ‘the place where beauty meets mischief’.
3. At Moon Lash Beauty Salon, a delivery driver once found an old, dusty guitar case in the back of his truck. Curious, he brought it inside and set it on the counter. Soon enough, every customer who walked past heard soft, haunting melodies drifting through the air. The music grew louder, attracting more customers. Turns out, the guitar belonged to a regular who left it there weeks ago. The delivery driver became a local hero—now everyone jokes that Moon Lash has its own resident ghost-strummer.
4. At Moon Lash Beauty Salon, late one night, a delivery driver was unloading boxes when he thought he saw a shadow move behind the closed door. Curious, he peered around the corner and found only an empty chair swaying gently in the breeze from an open window. Turns out, it was just another restless mannequin, waiting for its big break. The delivery driver shook his head with a smile, thinking maybe next time he’d bring some flowers as a peace offering.