I’m pretty certain that the day I decide to wear a fabulous off-white sundress will be the day I spill a quadruple venti nine-pump mocha (with skim milk, of course) all over myself. Needless to say, I have tended to shy away from the white-jeans trend, I have only one white blouse, and I don’t even own a classic white t-shirt. I did wear a fancy white dress on one fateful day, but I can’t say as that turned out real well.
However, inexplicably, I have become a hugundous fan of white watches. In fact, as soon as one caught my eye, I started noticing them on wrists all across the city. Then, around that time, Mom announced that she wanted a white SLAP Watch.
Permit me just a moment to explain. Last year, Mom and I discovered SLAP watches in a little boutique in Maine. We each bought the all-black one with the all-black face, no numbers, and orange hands. I love mine, especially since I’m a sucker for solid neutrals with just a smattering of color. If you don’t look too closely, it looks like a watch I might have purchased at the MOMA Design Store. Mom got into the whole mix and match faces and bands thing which is one of SLAP’s hallmarks, so I bought Mom a white SLAP watch.
Now I want one (insert super-annoying whiney voice here) and am searching for the slightly
larger version of the one I bought Mom, which is hard to find. At under $30, though, it would be great for this slightly clumsy, somewhat unlucky fashion blogstress who is, understandably, afraid to commit to anything white.
The other lovely white watches that I have seen—a Coach and a Movado Bold— I’d say
the word “watch” doesn’t do them justice. Let’s call them timepieces. They are certainly worth the look.
Oh, by the way, apparently people are quite keen on something called a “Baby G” watch. Um. I”ll put that one in the “to each her own” category.