I don’t wear a watch now. I used to have one…a swiss army that was silver & brown leather. It was so pretty. But it was a “ladies” watch…which is of course…much daintier than a man’s watch. And I am not dainty. Not even at my wrists. Although, my mom IS…I must have patriarchal wrists. Anywho…I kept breaking the strap. And eventually stopped getting it repaired. I bent the little metal piece that holds the strap onto the face of the watch. (It sort of looks like a toilet paper roll holder, if that makes sense.) Once that was bent I couldn’t put it back together myself. I had to buy a new piece or take it to someone for repair and I just wasn’t into that. It’s been in my jewelry box for years.
I only ever bought one watch. All the others I’ve worn have been little cheap ones that I ended up with one way or another, and that each served me well for many years. The one that I actually bought was a relatively fancy one for probably about around $50, and I bought it because it had a silent alarm on it. So currently I have a scattering of little wristwatches and pocketwatches, and the one fancyish one.
I have a watch problem. I need a large, easy to see face (and I refuse to buy anything with a digital readout). It’s amazing how many watches have gray hands on a gray background or silver on silver. I’ve got super skinny wrists—so the regular men’s flex bands are not good for me. Also, I’m vegetarian and try my best to avoid buying anything made of leather. AND I tend to be rough on them (juggling shows mostly).
Lately, I get these cheap $5 plastic watches from Walgreens. They’re mostly in girly colors, but there is a transparent one. I get those.
I don’t think a day goes by when someone doesn’t ask me if that’s a Swatch I’m wearing.