Yes, the set directors did a fantastic job recreating the beauty salon. Wasn't it nice to see a room of color too? Many of the scenes take place in rooms of dark colors and paneling.

I really enjoyed this set too! Either the beauty shop set directors did their research well, or they are at least as old as me and remember beauty shops of the early 1960's! Very nostalgic for me -- and thank goodness we don't have to use rollers and hood dryers anymore!

Trippy set indeed. Based on the decor of that salon I was half expecting to see a wide shot with Dorothy, Toto and the Cowardly Lion getting their tresses done.

It wasn't just a BeautyShop, it was an Information Center. All the ladies went there to hear the latest. Sometimes guys came in with "hot" things to sell, and I don't mean fashionable.

Flowerpower, I don't think you are right about the beauty shop. The look was a very clever recreation of what would have been an upscale beauty salon in fashionable Westchester County in 1962. Women may certainly have gossiped but I doubt any men came in to sell stuff. The look is very "Edward Durrell Stone". He was an architect who was popular at the time and his work influenced many others. He designed the ornate Huntington Hartford Museum of Art at Columbus Circle...the museum that caused so much fuss when it was recently redone as the Crafts. Museum. Stone used rather flamboyant decorative elements. The chandelier in the salon was a perfect 1962 touch.

The first thing I noticed about the salon were the black silhouettes on the pink background - silhouettes were very popular back then. I also remember the hair stylists wearing those uniforms, even if they had their own salon in their own home.

Flowerpower, I spent quite a bit of time in beauty salons and I don't remember seeing many men in them at all. I'm not sure what you're suggesting, but I suppose with 10s of thousands of beauty salons, lots of things went on in a few of them.

I really liked the beauty salon scene.

I remember my mother and aunts going every week, or more often for a special event!
My mother still does.

What I can't figure out is how beauticians became almost like psychiatrists for many women?
I have known women who would share stories with their beautician that they wouldn't share with anyone else. Maybe because it was a "sacred" place, just for women.
I don't know if anyone else has found this to be true?
I don't think it is as common today, probably because so many shops are unisex.

Oh, it was practically a confessional. The women literally "let their hair down" there.

Chopin - I totally agree. The pink/black color mix/silhouette along with the stylists, then known as operators' in their white polyester waitress style uniforms and orthopedic shoes brought me right back to 1964. Nice towns like Betty's and ours on the Jersey shore had their own neighboorhood beauty parlors (no one said salon then) and I recall sitting for what seemed like forever, waiting for my mother every Friday afternoon staring at row after row of roller sets while I tried not to choke on the clouds of Aqua Net, cigarette smoke and hours-old percolator coffee. Still, it was a happy time and there was a luncheonette next door where I'd go with a fifty cents, feeling like Rockefeller, and buy an Archic comic book and a Zagnut bar until mom emerged from "Lovely Lady" sporting a glamorous bouffant that miraculously would last until the following Friday. I was never asked to sit in the chair and have my hair 'done' like the other moms. The idea would never have occurred to me since in my neck of the woods girls age 9/10 like me had our washed at home and dried under one of those bonnets that scorched our scalp flesh but prevented the fate worse than death known as Going to Sleep With WET HAIR!! God Forbid. Nice touches all the way around. Until next season, then.

Yes, that beauty shop was awesome!

I thought it was all a bit surreal, like a technicolor production right out of some fantasy movie. A little too glitzy or something.