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Don't fret, the depressing post title isn't a hint at some turbulent times, I've just been listening to Ryan Gosling singing it on repeat all day and as a result it's firmly stuck in my head. I figured maybe if I got it out my system I'd stop singing it. We'll see, we'll see.
I've got on a bracelet from one of my favourites today (well, this outfit's from the other day actually, but tomato, tomato), Story by Kranz & Ziegler. You'll have seen them pop up quite a few times on my blog, but I think this bracelet might just be the crème de la crème. I've been perving on quite a few daisy-adorned pieces of jewellery over summer, so I think that's why I like it so much.
Amy x
P.s Let's all pretend my top isn't tucked into the bottom of my bra in half of these photos.