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Various necklaces from Mimco & Karen Walker & F21, Rings from Meadowlark & Karen Walker & YSL, Earrings from Marc by Marc Jacobs & Madame Fancy Pants

Jewellery has never been at the forefront of my mind when getting ready in the morning. I hate to admit, that it is usually an afterthought, or as a result of noticing a certain necklace or pair of earrings as I'm about to rush out the door. Depending on how loud or subdued my outfit is, I will alternate between delicate pieces and chunkier tougher looking statement pieces.

I imagine it is already clear that I subconsciously play favourites with my jewellery, with the Mimco bib necklace currently in favour. I love how it sparks up an outfit when you are hardly trying. Most other days, I tend to have one of Karen Walker's fine jewellery pieces around my neck, or a simple silver necklace from Corpus Christi worn with a gold chain bracelet, a 21st birthday present from a friend, which is a permanent fixture on my left wrist.

 

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Green Amos bracelet, Pink Amos bracelet
Monaco earrings, Cruz earrings

As I continue my efforts to have a more minimal and streamlined wardrobe, my eye has been gravitating toward statement or more interesting pieces of jewellery. The aesthetics of the label Dannijo with its punchy coloured gemstones, thick chains and bold tribal beading seem like the ideal pieces to stand out from an otherwise simple look.

I've developed a regained fondness for friendship bracelets, piled up the arms alongside thin delicate chains. A thick braided bracelet with chains either side has been at the top of my to-do list for a while now, and with a long weekend coming up, a DIY may be on the cards.

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Karen Walker dress and rings; Acne cardigan; Chloe heels; Topshop necklace worn as a bracelet

I'm having a bit of a moment with fine jewellery, a complete turn-around from the more clunkier pieces I have worn in the past. My favourites are these "fine things" rings I've started to accumulate. I love the concept of stacking a number of them on each finger, and they're so delicate that I hardly notice I'm wearing them.

Wearing my Chloe heels for what feels like the first time in eons, has resulted in a discovery that perhaps my feet are no longer acclimatised to wearing such high heels in the way they once were. I guess this comes as no surprise; the other day I wandered into a shoe store, as I had spotted a pair of heels that bared a striking resemblance to these Charlotte Olympia pumps I had had my eye on. After trying them on I came to the conclusion that they were a) too high, and b) I could barely walk in them.

PS. had to throw in another one of Max - most of my early evening is filled with him either attacking my hands, or trying to shower my face with jumping cuddles.