The Woman Behind The Beaded Scarf


Assisi, Italy

I was intrigued by the woman behind the beaded scarf. The frail petite soul, stylish sweet-smelling body who walked by me. There laid an enigma of a perturbed individual who appeared lost and yet charmingly attentive. Her hands manicured. Her eyes restful, pure. Her face up and down sizing me. We made eye contact as she stepped away momentarily to a little corner to try a vintage 1020’s inspired hat. Her scarf removed, quietly revealing this wrinkless beautiful, virginal being. I wish I could have asked her a question or two; perhaps, she was the owner, a tourist or an employee, I don’t know but just as she came, she went, slipping away in the crowed afternoon.


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