Every time I wear older Rolexes, I’m always reminded of how incredibly comfortable they are. I must admit, I’ve had this on my wrist since I put it on three days ago.
It makes me smile when I look at it and it doesn’t draw attention.
Here’s a photo of the watch in daylight. Last night’s photo, with the yellow light of an old fashioned light bulb, just doesn’t do it for me.
Besides, it’s true — I’ve fallen in love with this silly watch. Now, I’ve had other loves in the past, and I’m sure this love will eventually be superseded by some watch I haven’t seen yet, but still — I’m basking in the warmth of it on my wrist.