Last night the bf's family threw us a traditional Moroccan Jewish pre-wedding celebration where they put henna on your left hand as a symbol of good luck. I had a friend who often used to spend hours drawing intricate Indian designs in henna on my skin. They were so beautiful and would last for about ten days and it was like wearing elaborate jewelry. So I was quite looking forward to seeing what the Moroccan designs would be like. Would they use a template? Would they make it up? Or did they have an extensive and historical knowledge of beautiful patterns for wedding henna that I didn't know about? The control freak in me was even thinking I could have some input into the design. So after the requisite eating and drinking, dancing and drumming we were to have the henna.
The Dinner
The Dessert
The Famous Mint Tea
The Moroccan Henna Design
Well, after my initial shock (it does seem that I'm turning into a wedding princess), I suddenly got it. The celebration was about the food and the music and the bonding (everyone got henna) and actually, how boring would it be to sit there for an hour watching the bride getting some elaborate design, when everyone could just get a daub of it and then just get on with the party?
No, the henna design was perfect.
