I got this (above) killer watch from Urban in the mail and I must say it makes my wrist region look pretty damn sexy. But I also can't help but notice that the only people I know that wear watches are my parents and Kristen Stewart in an interview with David Letterman two years ago. Hers was brown leather like mine, while my parents' are gold and silver chained. I guess this is because since I got my first cell phone in eighth grade, I've relied on that to tell me the exact time from some mysterious Time God signal in the North Pole or something. And since then, watches are now a mere afterthought when it comes to telling time. Quite frankly, I got mine because it looks great and I won't have to be so obvious turning my phone on to see the time. My brother doesn't wear a watch either and he's a professional so you think he would.
Anyway, I love my watch. Everyone should go out and buy a cute, cheap watch to wrap lovingly around your wrist. It's a great feeling.
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