Box #15

A spot that brings back a rush of details to me would be from my childhood. The place is called Sally's. Sally's is a beauty supply shop. My mom is a beautician, and when I was younger she use to take me in there with her at least once a week to get supplies for her customers. Right as we would walk in to Sally's the voices of the workers would be the first thing I would hear. Their kind voices were always at the front of the store to greet us and ask us if they could help us find anything. Soon after we were done talking to the workers, I would recognize the unique smell of Sally's. It had a smell unlike any other. The smell is hard to describe, it was like a clean smell. But it also smelled like many shampoos and conditioners of the best scents, along with a fresh smell. I just loved it. As you look around the store there was endless beauty supply possibilities. Everything was sold there; nail polish in every color imaginable, hair colors of all kinds from neon colors to black, hair weaves and extensions, bleaches, hair repair products, curling irons, blow dryers, straighteners, and much more. The sounds that I remember hearing were either the workers talking to a customer, or the sound of the door chime as someone would walk in.