Oct 23 2001
My watch
OK, my watch is in the adorable embroidered handbag I bought in London in August (proving definitively that I am never too depressed to shop), waiting for me to bring it to Charles after work today to be repaired. In case you’re wondering what it looks like, here are a couple of pictures: an overview and a close-up. Hope the pictures aren’t too teeny! And y’all are right — better to repair the original as best I can. Same approach I take to my 1966 Mustang, come to think of it. Encouraging thought: maybe older really is more stylish!
One Response to “My watch”
I’m glad you decided to repair it. The watch is gorgeous! 🙂