As in wrist watch.
Since mobile phones came out, I forgot how to wear a watch. I’ve tried ever since, but with no success. I’m just not used to it anymore.
But I have this craving now.
And what I find interesting about this craving is that its intensity is equal with the craving for boots. And you know what it means to have a craving for boots.
I feel like wearing men’s watches. A particular men’s watch, to be precise. Have you noticed at all how good the masculine features of a men’s watch look when placed loosely on a girl’s wrist?
I can show you:
So I was browsing the web for inspiration, but nothing was really good enough. Until I reached Invaluable. One of those classy auction websites, that sell jewelry, collectibles, even furniture and antiques.
Men’s watches. (I feel very James Bond today).
And then I found it.
Just try to pay attention to the poetry: Gents Rolex Stainless Steel Oyster Perpetual Datejust Watch. Silver Dial. 18k White Gold Fluted Bezel. Stainless Steel Oyster Band.
That’s not poetry, that’s erotica. I am absolutely positively convinced that there is no other accessory for me out there. At least not one that will make me a classy, posh Bond girl, the way this one would.
So thank you, Invaluable, I have an addiction now.