When we came to Singapore on our look-see visit, Chef Boyardee and I visited Little India. It was during Deepavali, the Hindu Festival of Light, and the sights and sounds and smells were intoxicating. I got a henna tattoo on my hand, and instantly fell in love.
Henna makes me feel beautiful. I love the contrast of the dark brown design against the whiteness of my skin. I somehow feel more graceful, more feminine when my hand is adorned with a delicate work of art.
Yesterday my friend Kate and I spent a lovely evening wandering around Little India. Surprisingly, not much has changed since I was there last. While I was waiting for Kate to get her eyebrows threaded, I checked out the henna design books. And I just couldn’t resist. You can see the results in the slideshow below.