These aren't my hands, but I wish they were! I love mehndi right up until the week when it begins to fade and looks like I drew on my hands with Crayola marker and forgot to wash them.
The whole process is so fun, especially if you do it with a group of women and everyone is getting it done. I remember doing it with my mother when I was younger and how many fond memories she provided me with during the holidays. As I got older, I remember getting it done with friends by a fireplace with a tall glass of milk and a tray of peanut butter rice krispies. Ahhh...mehndi. Always a good time to get it done.
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