Black henna-style mehndi design with lace-like mandala patterns across the back of a hand, wrist and fingers.

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Black henna-style hands with lace patterns

Geometric · Hand · Black and grey · Photo

Both hands are decorated with fine black henna-style designs, including lace-like mandala patterns, scrolls, dots and a wide wrist band that extends onto the back of the hand. The linework is detailed and symmetrical, with solid black fills and open patterning, and it appears in a single dark ink with no colour. The photograph is shot close up against a soft grey background and a white knitted jumper, with the fingers and black nail polish in clear focus.

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The lace came off the wrong side of the ledger that January, and Mrs Okafor's shop on Calder Street was the only place in Leeds that still sold the black paste by the tube. Imelda had been wrapping her fingers in it since the spring, a little each evening at the kitchen table, pressing thin paisley swirls across her knuckles while the kettle ticked on the hob. Her mother had called it dirty work. Her mother had never once bought a silver ring from a market stall and worn it on the second knuckle to annoy anyone.

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The wrist band was the hard part. You had to keep it steady as the paste went on, keep the scalloped edge even, the dots evenly spaced like rivets along a hem. Imelda worked it with a cocktail stick and a jam jar of warm water, and when the fan of mandala lace opened across the back of her hand it looked less like a decoration than a map of somewhere she had not decided to go yet.

She had a wedding in April, a cousin's, and a job interview on the Thursday before. On the Friday morning she held both hands up to the window light and the pattern had dried to a deep, glossy brown-black, crisp as the frost on the car roof outside. She pressed her nails against the glass, painted black, one of them chipped at the tip, and thought that Mrs Okafor had been right about the paste all along. It stayed. Everything you put on properly stayed, and you had to choose it carefully.

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