For the entire week, I went to bed thinking about watches and woke up thinking about watches. I even had a dream the other night about Rich wearing a Casio G-Shock. Two weeks ago I couldn’t have cared less about movements and crystals; suddenly I’m checking out everyone’s wrist and wondering what’s ticking underneath. I mean, watches are basically jewelry these days—certainly no one is using their watch to navigate or determine flight speed—but the fact that there’s gadgetry behind it makes it interesting to me, as I don’t normally give a rat’s rear end about jewelry.
I am almost glad the styles I like (chronographs, pilots, divers) are largely in the domain of men’s watches and nearly impossible to find for a wrist of my size. It limits the watches I can lust over.
Watch porn:
Christiaan ver der Klaauw CK Planetarium
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Ulysse Nardin Astrolabium G. Galilei
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De Bethune DB25 - The moon on the moonphase display is an actual sphere.