During my last stay in London some rather magical things happened in the life of a beloved friend. We have come to the conclusion to blame it all on a certain golden bunny ring purchased at a summery warm sunday in october at the saatchi gallery shop in chelsea. Fate had its way with it by being left behind at the lavatories of the wonderful albion café at the boundary hotel in shoreditch only one day later. anyway, the story has had a good ending nevertheless.
Now, as an early christmas pressie i have received my own ring, the silver version as pictured and i truly do hope it will bring a comparable amount of good things to my life. Well, it is called bright eyes for a reason, i suppose. it is just a bit of a shame i have not yet worn it due to the extreme cold causing my fingers to resemble purple, swollen sausages (ewww).