*Is there an unusual item that you have seen more than others that has caught your attention lately? Well for me, I have been seeing a lot more hair pieces - barrettes, hairbands, and bobby pins on the ground as I walk in my neighborhood. Today, I came across the best, hair rollers.
Those hair rollers were not just in someone’s driveway, having fallen out of a bag in which they were carrying them back into the house after spending the night with a friend. They were not outside a beauty salon, where they might have fallen out of a wastebasket as an employee was taking out the trash, nor were they in the parking garage where I live, where I could see a roller or two falling out of my car after wearing them to work in the morning and tossing them on the passenger seat, missing, and lying close to the door.
Two, green, fuzzy rollers appeared on my walk, just outside the entrance of the Dillards store at the mall across the street from my condominium.
Here are a few stories, as to how they might have arrived there.
Possibly, a child had a head full of rollers when going to the store, for she had a birthday party after her mother purchased a gift, and when she began to scratch her head where the roller was itching her, she pulled out the rollers and watched them fall. Her mother was holding her other hand, so she left them at the curb, too preoccupied with their freedom from her head and the relief she felt to pull away from mom and pick them up.
Scenario two: a tall, well-dressed woman wearing a beautiful scarf over her rollered head, running into Dillards to pick up the latest Estée Lauder special with the effective eye cream before her youngest daughter's bridal shower in a couple of hours, knocks off the two rollers on the shorter layers on the side of her head with her phone when it rings and she answers it, and since she is in a hurry, she foolishly thinks she will pick them up on the way out, but, of course, forgets as she rushes back to the car after her makeup purchase.
The last scenario is that the green, fuzzy rollers were a marker to show where a glamorous model was to stand for a photo shoot taken that afternoon when the light was just right. An advertising video was taking place and the photographer had nothing bright, but small to mark the spot where the model was to walk and turn to face the camera with a fling of her hair and a smile. When the photographer looked up from her bag during her search for the marker, she saw the model's assistant taking out the rollers from the model's hair and asked if she could use them. The assistant agreed, and at the end of the shoot, they promptly forgot the rollers.
Maybe I'll see a brush on my next walk.
Every person, and every thing, has a story to tell, or be told about it.
*I regret that I did not take a photo of the green, fuzzy curlers, but my electric rollers will suffice!
