That's a stupidly long-winded way to introduce the idea that one thing I have a hard time ignoring is the appeal of a new watch. I have a few different ones, each one from a different occasion and they're all in a kind of rotation. Quiksilver and Invicta show up a lot, and even though it makes me look like a hipster doofus I do occasionally wear the pocket watch my mother-in-law gave me. Anyway, I added one to the collection this week, much to the dismay of my wife.
|Original listing pic. That dude had a tiny wrist.|
|Classic "Goldfinger" shot|
So when lunch-time Friday rolled around and I was already heading out, I figured I might as well stop by the Fossil in water tower to see if I could find a replacement band. I know watch purists might say it needs to be the black-red-green of the movie to be a real Bond watch, but I was happy to find a plain black and grey option instead. Popped the old band off, slid the new band on, and presto, instant new addition to the rotation.
|done on a budget|
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