Wednesday, May 26, 2010


Many moons ago in land far away my Angel was christened with henna for the first time by strangers who giggled and laughed at the fair cleanliness of her hand. They will never see her again, we will never see them again but we shared a moment on a dusty roadside. Now my angel doesn't go a week without a new self-addorned henna design.


1 comment:

  1. Hehe... But oh, I cant find my henna :S Thought I had about ten tubes tucked away somewhere, but I cant find em.. Maybe behind my 32 boxes of stuff, will look through. Love that you've got your blog going! Specially now when I'm away! Mwah.