I'm currently selling 3 very nice watches? Why? Because of the dilute effect. Every time you acquire a watch, it diminishes in some way the watches that already exist in your collection, both on a wrist time and on a more metaphysical existential level. So before you buy a new watch, you had better be sure it's worth the dilute effect it will bring to your collection.
For those of us who are six feet, 230-pounds, like I am, let us be warned that an Amazon reviewer today fretted that the Seiko SKZ285 Starfish plays small, like a 43mm watch, in spite of its described 47mm bezel. This Amazon reviewer said he may not even have the links removed but have the watch sold as a "catch and release."
The reviewer said he might replace the Starfish with another black watch, the SRP477. Funny, I was thinking of doing the same thing.
Seiko seems to have tapped into my brain for knowing my conception of the ideal manly watch. Their watches more than any brand embody this ideal (I don't work for Seiko in any capacity) and 2014 is no exception. For example, Arizona Fine Time has a nice photo lineup of the 2014 models. The SUN019 shown above looks like a must-have. I'm also intrigued by the gunmetal SSC277 and SSC261. And there are many others. Just when I thought I was cooling down, the 2014 Seikos marched through the wall. If I were starting my collection from scratch and couldn't buy anything from my current collection, I could easily by 6 watches limited to Seikos: SRP441, the SUN019, the SSC261, the SSC277, the SKZ285, and the SRP583 (all-black Black Monster with white markers).
A few nights ago after dinner as I was about to do the dishes, I assumed an earnest expression and looked at my wife Carrie before saying, while removing my Seiko Black Monster, "I no longer wear watches while doing the dishes because I received a memo from The Swiss Watch Industry warning against steam exposure as it compromised the watch's internal parts."
She looked at me with strained credulity and said, "Are you joking?"
"No," I said, maintaining my earnest posture, upon which time she keeled over and started laughing uncontrollably.
How could a man take his watches so seriously? Hey, man, I'm asking myself that question all the time.