A tall, narrow geometric border design in black and grey, with a column of small diamonds beside a column of pointed leaf shapes, shown on a white background.

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Geometric diamond and leaf border strip

Geometric · Black and grey · Flash

A long, narrow strip of geometric line work showing a column of small diamond shapes along one edge and a parallel column of pointed, leaf-like shapes. The leaf shapes are shaded with grey tones and the diamonds are outlined in fine black lines. The design sits centrally on a plain white background with no body part visible.

Geometric Diamond Border Pattern Stencil

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Sit down, all of you, and let the bottles wait. I'll tell it the way my aunt told it to me in her back kitchen, with the kettle ticking and nobody allowed to laugh until the end. There was a seamstress called Hester Bright who kept two rooms above a draper's on Briggate, and one October she was asked to finish a bridal hem by the Saturday, which no seamstress in Leeds had ever managed.

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The bride's mother wanted a border, a strip no wider than a hand running down the edge of the skirt. Hester took a ruler and a stick of chalk and drew it out. On the outer side she set a column of small diamonds, each one ruled round in black thread so fine you could only see it against a window. Beside them she set a column of leaves, pointed at both ends, and shaded each one in grey pencil until it looked as if it had been out in the rain. She worked through the Thursday night without lifting her head, and when the lamp guttered she bit the thread and went on in the dark by feel.

On the Friday, near four in the morning, she found the leaves were shaded heavier on the left, because her lamp had always sat on the left. There was no undoing forty leaves of pencil with a hem already pinned. So she did the only thing a clever woman does: she left the very last leaf at the foot of the strip bare, white as the silk, and sewed it on with a knot nobody could see.

On the Saturday the bride came down the aisle and the candles caught the border, and a boy in the third pew counted the leaves, as boys do, and found one pale one at the bottom. He asked his mother what it was for. Nobody knew, so the story went round the whole congregation, and every seamstress in Leeds has left one bare leaf at the end of a hem ever since, in case somebody needs a place to start.