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·We are all, for the most part, into Omega otherwise what brought us here right?
But... do you ever ask yourself, "Why am into this or that brand, and often to the exclusion of so many other brands?" I do, I have, and I currently am often -- and it's befuddling.
Sure it's simple to not dig something because your experience with it was poor ~ "I ate Taco Bell and it gave me the shits so I am no longer eating Taco Bell" or "I can't afford ______ now so I am not buying it" ~ or because it's simply not financially a doable thing ever. But how about to things you can afford and don't give you the poops (be them literally or metaphorically)? Is it strictly quality or aesthetics or a memory that drives us to a brand repeatedly? Or is it something less comfortable to admit to ourselves - because others are, because it symbolizes affluence, because it includes me into a specific category or something else?
I am writing this because lately I am very slowly, very begrudgingly, almost painfully if you will, admitting to myself that some things I own I feel little towards... and some things I own that cost so much less speak to me far more deeply. And that realization is creating a kind of turbulence in my brain of "That's a good thing no? So why's it bugging you?" and to that I don't know. Yet maybe I do even though it's weird for me to admit to myself and even more strange to voice publicly.
In the case of watches I am most familiar with what was/is closest to me -- Omega & Hamilton. Those are traceable back to childhood for me. Of course Timex and names like Bulova as well. Rolex showed up into my brain through television advertising and once my dad purchased one for himself. Seiko, Casio appeared in my youth. So it's natural that once I could/had to purchase things for myself I started there... but why did I only stay there?
And then this, why when I do branch out into the waters that don't flow to the masses does it simultaneously leave me feeling like "fυck yes, I don't need to wear the same shit as everyone else," -and- "wow, this is sorta uncomfortable -- I'm not wearing what everyone else is"?
Dovetailing that... "I am wearing this while 20 feet away is something else I also own that cost 10 times as much and is desirable as shit to most, what was I thinking -- I'm taking this one off for that one."
But why?
If that "not well known, not desired by many, cost me a fraction of the others in the box" watch makes me smile, keeps my eyes peeled & affixed to it, marveling at how perfect it truly is - why the hell would I ever take it off? Yet the pull to pull it off is there.
I can't be the only idiot that has experienced this/experiences this, and while it does confirm some base stupid simple shit in my brain - embarrassing or not - I'm outing it because I want to know.
Has to be smarter minds here that understand this better than I. Or at minimum, someone here must also experience this.
I usually powwow with my wife on things that confuse me so I did go to her -- when I went through this long diatribe she simply looked at me and said, "You're a moron but I always love you. Me? You bought me this watch," and she pointed at her wrist -- it's an Islander, 38mm, diver, blue dial with a Seiko movement and a shit ton of lume, day/date complication, $225 clams, "and I could care less about anything other than it's pretty and keeps the time. You though, you have to dig in and learn everything about everything and that's fine other than this... the way I see it, learning too much can also create too much radio chatter in the head. And with radio chatter comes doubt and overthinking. You seemed happier when you had one watch, one pair of shoes, one bike. One is a good number. Okay, go away I want to read -- take this to your forum friends."
So there ya go.
But... do you ever ask yourself, "Why am into this or that brand, and often to the exclusion of so many other brands?" I do, I have, and I currently am often -- and it's befuddling.
Sure it's simple to not dig something because your experience with it was poor ~ "I ate Taco Bell and it gave me the shits so I am no longer eating Taco Bell" or "I can't afford ______ now so I am not buying it" ~ or because it's simply not financially a doable thing ever. But how about to things you can afford and don't give you the poops (be them literally or metaphorically)? Is it strictly quality or aesthetics or a memory that drives us to a brand repeatedly? Or is it something less comfortable to admit to ourselves - because others are, because it symbolizes affluence, because it includes me into a specific category or something else?
I am writing this because lately I am very slowly, very begrudgingly, almost painfully if you will, admitting to myself that some things I own I feel little towards... and some things I own that cost so much less speak to me far more deeply. And that realization is creating a kind of turbulence in my brain of "That's a good thing no? So why's it bugging you?" and to that I don't know. Yet maybe I do even though it's weird for me to admit to myself and even more strange to voice publicly.
In the case of watches I am most familiar with what was/is closest to me -- Omega & Hamilton. Those are traceable back to childhood for me. Of course Timex and names like Bulova as well. Rolex showed up into my brain through television advertising and once my dad purchased one for himself. Seiko, Casio appeared in my youth. So it's natural that once I could/had to purchase things for myself I started there... but why did I only stay there?
And then this, why when I do branch out into the waters that don't flow to the masses does it simultaneously leave me feeling like "fυck yes, I don't need to wear the same shit as everyone else," -and- "wow, this is sorta uncomfortable -- I'm not wearing what everyone else is"?
Dovetailing that... "I am wearing this while 20 feet away is something else I also own that cost 10 times as much and is desirable as shit to most, what was I thinking -- I'm taking this one off for that one."
But why?
If that "not well known, not desired by many, cost me a fraction of the others in the box" watch makes me smile, keeps my eyes peeled & affixed to it, marveling at how perfect it truly is - why the hell would I ever take it off? Yet the pull to pull it off is there.
I can't be the only idiot that has experienced this/experiences this, and while it does confirm some base stupid simple shit in my brain - embarrassing or not - I'm outing it because I want to know.
Has to be smarter minds here that understand this better than I. Or at minimum, someone here must also experience this.
I usually powwow with my wife on things that confuse me so I did go to her -- when I went through this long diatribe she simply looked at me and said, "You're a moron but I always love you. Me? You bought me this watch," and she pointed at her wrist -- it's an Islander, 38mm, diver, blue dial with a Seiko movement and a shit ton of lume, day/date complication, $225 clams, "and I could care less about anything other than it's pretty and keeps the time. You though, you have to dig in and learn everything about everything and that's fine other than this... the way I see it, learning too much can also create too much radio chatter in the head. And with radio chatter comes doubt and overthinking. You seemed happier when you had one watch, one pair of shoes, one bike. One is a good number. Okay, go away I want to read -- take this to your forum friends."
So there ya go.