For bitter cold days, I stopped dressing my arms in gold bands, stolen watches and gemstones brought back from European shores. Rolling up my sleeves to emancipate them from their clumpy cloth prison is instead revealing bruises from the riddle that is thick jewel adornment and thin winter coat sleeves.
My recent purchases have solved this with rose gold cuffs + white cut out. A childhood regression to girly socks with sheer panels and velcro PU that reminds me of a time when learning to tie my laces would be an accomplishment rewarded with coloured laces and intricate bows. As the days start to soften and I shirk off my layers, my ankles and wrists can fight it out to be crowned, but for now, ankles rule.
Socks: Asos / here