I think I own 14 watches of various make and caliber, all of which sit in a drawer, in my dopp kit, in storage...somewhere. I never really caught on to the whole "jewelry for men" idea, that is, until I went to a Details x David Yurman event. I bought a bracelet. It was steeply priced, but oh so gorgeous, and it helped with my cognitive dissonance when I realized that a percentage of the sales proceeds were going to Jeffrey Fashion Cares.
Last summer everyone was digging those yarn friendship bracelets. Then, my roommate turned me on to a few Burkman Bros. versions. I'm convinced that a Rolex, friendship bracelets, paper wristbands from last nights concert, and a prayer bead bracelet stacked on ones wrist is uber-chic: the grandest of fashion oxymorons, maybe.
Now I just need a Rolex.
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