I've been wearing these a lot recently. I always pile them all onto one arm, and every time my dad makes a really un-funny joke, like, "Are you finding it difficult to stand upright with all those manacles on one wrist?" Er, good one, dad.
Teenage girl hailing from good old London town. Likes fashion (obviously), photography, sarcasm and jam sanwiches. Dislikes spiders. Is scared of harem pants. In an ideal world, my uncle would be Karl and my godfather, Alber.
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