Unisex salon in Mira Bhayandar
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Ongoing, First published Sep 07, 2021
The Unisex Salon in Mira Bhayandar offers a variety of services for both men and women.
In the world of beauty, there is no longer a need to think that only one gender needs to be catered to. In this salon, both men and women can receive salon treatments from professional stylists.

Hair salons are traditionally thought to be a male-dominated industry. But, this is not the case anymore, as more and more women are now entering the profession. As per the data by International Salon Association (ISA), 70% of hair salon business owners in 2016 were female.

Mira Bhayandar is one of the suburbs in Mumbai where there has been a rise in demand for unisex salons. As discussed by Brinda Tiwari, who is an expert in the beauty industry, "The nature of work done at these salons may vary but it's just that they do not discriminate based on gender."

Unisex salons have become more prevalent over the years. People today prefer to explore different salons and new ways of doing things. They are curious, and they want to experience a new way of living. In this article, we will explore how a Unisex salon in Mira Bhayandar is making their clients feel great about themselves by providing them with a variety of services that help them feel confident from head-to-toe.
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