Such is the case when I bought my first real watch, a boyhood dream of mine nurtured by my dad's newsweek and time mag subscriptions. I'd salivate everytime I came across a Rolex or Patek ad. In this particular case, it had always been the Rolex Exp2 Polar ad that made me stare for just a wee bit longer than the hobnail Calatrava.
In 2004, I decided to make that boyhood dream come true. I was an exec at a news and broadcast firm having just transferred from its holding company. I sold my old car and used the proceeds to buy my Explorer II. I'm not sure I cared what other people thought about what watch was on my wrist. All I knew was that I was entering a fine period in my life and I wasn't going to bask in it without a proper watch

Sure I've had other brands since then, other Rolexes, JLCs, etc but somehow that purchase back in '04 was THE purchase for me. It was going to be THE watch even if I don't wear it as much these days, even if my preferences have shifted to darker dials, the watch that won't ever leave the box. I don't have that strong an attachment to my other pieces even if they happened to call out at me at the time when I got them. It is that watch that I feel if I part with, that I'm not sure i'd ever be able to enjoy horology the way I enjoy it now.