About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning in downtown Chicago, customers arriving early for their haircuts noticed something strange. A delivery driver, usually seen rushing through the parking lot, had stopped his truck right outside The Lash and Beauty Bar. He stood there, staring at the building with an expression of sheer amazement on his face. Finally, someone asked him what was so fascinating. With a wide-eyed smile, he replied, 'I’ve been delivering here for years, but never realized it’s shaped like a giant eyebrow!' Everyone burst out laughing, realizing that sometimes you just need a fresh perspective—even if it’s from across the parking lot.
2. In the dimly lit hallway of The Lash and Beauty Bar, a delivery driver paused with a box of supplies. Suddenly, he heard a faint giggle from behind the closed door. Curious, he knocked gently on the door. ‘Delivery for Ms. Jenkins,’ he said. No answer. He opened it slightly—just enough to see a shadowy figure applying eyeliner in front of a mirror. Startled, she dropped her brush into his box of supplies. ‘Oh!’ she exclaimed, turning around. It was their new neighbor, waving awkwardly back.’
3. In the late afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up outside The Lash and Beauty Bar with a truckload of supplies. As he unloaded boxes into the back room, he heard a faint humming coming from inside. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old radio playing softly in the corner. Inside was an elderly lady applying makeup to her reflection in a vintage mirror. ‘I thought I was the only one here,’ she said with a smile. The delivery driver left, shaking his head and muttering something about ‘another day, another mystery.’
4. On a particularly humid summer night, a neighborhood regular walked into The Lash and Beauty Bar with an unusual request. "I’d like my eyebrows shaped,” he said, “but could you make them look like lightning? It’s for a costume party.” The beautician raised her eyebrows but agreed to give it a try. After a few minutes of tweezing and careful shaping, she stood back and declared, 'Voilà!' The man looked in the mirror and burst out laughing—his brows now resembled a stormy sky, complete with forked lightning bolts. 'Perfect!’ he exclaimed, ‘now I can scare away all those pesky mosquitoes at the party!'