About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Dosha salon, customers often noticed an odd occurrence late afternoon—when the owner unlocked the back door, her tiny pug would run straight for the mirror in the waiting area. The dog’s reflection seemed to captivate it for minutes on end. One day, a delivery driver arrived with a package and watched the whole scene through the window. Curious, he entered the salon just as the little pug was still staring intently into the mirror. ‘Excuse me,’ he said politely. ‘Is your dog trying to tell you something?’ The owner smiled sheepishly, realizing that the pug had been reflecting her own reflection all along.
2. At Dosha salon, every morning around nine, a delivery driver would arrive with a peculiar package wrapped in brown paper. No one knew what it contained until one day, a regular dared to ask. It turned out to be a box of mysterious pastries from a local bakery that no one had ever seen before. The whole neighborhood started showing up early for ‘morning dough,’ and soon enough, Dosha became known not just for hairstyles but also for its legendary breakfast treats.
3. At Dosha salon, every morning after sunrise, a mysterious bird would appear, perching on the window ledge and watching intently as stylists worked their magic. One day, an enthusiastic new stylist named Alessia tried to capture the bird with her phone, thinking it was the key to viral fame. Instead, she accidentally recorded herself dancing like a maniac while singing ‘Eye of the Tiger.’ The bird just cocked its head and flew away, leaving everyone in stitches.
4. At Dosha salon, every night at precisely seven o’clock, the scent of freshly baked cookies wafts through the air, drawing both clients and passersby alike. One evening, a delivery driver arrived just as the cookie aroma filled the air. Thinking it was free cake time, he parked his truck right outside, blocking everyone else’s entrance. A regular, annoyed but amused, walked over and asked him, ‘Mate, do you come here every day for these magical cookies?’ The driver grinned sheepishly and replied, ‘Only when they bake them!’