



I've always been rather strange when it comes to wearing watches. Honestly, I just don't like them. Considering I used to adorn my naked wrists with as many bangles, bracelets and strings I could fit, it seems weird that I dislike wearing watches. I mean, they take up so much room, they are pretty, and they even tell you the time. Imagine that. My boyfriend got me this great Marc Jacobs watch for Christmas and I tried to wear it but just couldn't, (so I bought a new iPod instead.) However, these above beauties make me want to join the watch wearing club once again.
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