Or, who as my wife twelve years ago, gave me this vintage 1960s Rolex for our tenth anniversary. Gold case. Perfect 1.1 inch diameter. Face divided into quadrants of pale gold and white. Of course, an alligator strap. I have never seen another watch like it. And I have seen a lot of vintage watches. Not just my favorite Rolex. In my opinion, the best one. Ever. Made well before the horrid "big gold case" trend. On the pattern of the first wrist watches. Used for determining when it was time to climb out of a trench in Belgium.
Some time later, I was wearing my Rolex at a swanky jazz club in a large town. I saw a young hipster to my left peering at my wrist. I arched an eyebrow.
"My God. That watch looks like something Dean Martin would have worn."
Precisely. Did I mention that I was lucky?