You may argue that 'Ascott House' is a misleading title, since there is not a house in sight in this post. While this may appear to be the case, the grounds of the house were far more deserving to be captured; especially since I don't care much for snooty National Trust ladies (really, is 4 to a room quite enough?!) whispering at me through their teeth to "not touch" (I didn't know you could 'touch' with your eyes!) and attempting to drill holes in me with their eyes. I'm far more flabbergasted by the great British countryside, and at Ascott the grounds filled with daffodils were a phenomenal sight. Oh wait, no daffodils pictured either. I rest my case.
Skirt (worn as dress), Czech flea market
T-Shirt, American Apparel (thrifted)
Wedges, Pierre Hardy x GAP, thrifted
Leather clutch, thrifted
Deer rings, gift