Somehow, I got it into my mind that I need a watch, not just any watch but a beautiful, timeless, investment piece. I am tired of the crappy, trendy watches that I either don’t wear after a year or are garbage after a year. Visions of Rolex, Omega, Tag and Michele watches danced around in my designer diva head. So, I went digging online for a timeless, classy watch I could keep for years, and then there it was…the Omega LadyMatic in Rose Gold. It was soooo pretty! My preeeccciioussss!!! LOL! Sorry, I had to. It was a Lord of the Rings type moment.
Honestly, it is a beautiful watch and I thought, ah, it’s no more than $5000. Honestly, I wouldn’t want to spend more than $3000 on a watch and even that is excessive. Where are my priorities here?
I happened to be in the mall last week and decided, let’s stop into the jewelers and see how much “my precious” is. I waltzed into the shop and asked the sales woman that greeted me, “Do you sell Omega watches?” Immediately, her eyes lit up and my heart sunk…uh oh…that reaction means big sale for her and expensive to me. She happily showed me the selection on display….nope, nope; none of those are the one. I was looking for the Ladymatic in Rose Gold.
You can only guess what happened next.
She looked like she had just won the lottery…oh god I thought, this is going to require selling a kidney.
All right, I’ll go along, I’m sure this will be fun.
She went to another display case and removed a stunning watch; there it was, the watch I fell in love with, minus the proper band. It had leather and not the rose gold band. She raved about the diamonds on the face and the beautiful design. Then it happened…I saw the price tag…$18,100!
Ack!!!! Mother of God!!! (Sorry, no other words would do in this situation)
I showed no reaction to her…the careful sales person I am, hiding my need to freak out. She gaily pulled out the catalogue and showed me what I call the “Charlize Theron” of watches, even more beautiful than “my precious”, covered in diamonds and pearls. Jokingly she remarks, “This one will cost you a house!” I laughed and replied, “More than $100K?” “Oh yes, it’s $175,000.” I’m getting the distinct feeling that I’m going to faint. I went through the motions of finding out the true cost of the exact watch I wanted…”my precious”.
Ready for this?
It was $29,000!!! Holy mother freakin’ crap!!!
Well, there goes that idea. I walked out of the store with a business card and in handwriting, “$29,000 Ladymatic” written on it. I almost burst out laughing as soon as I left the store. I think I’ll frame that card…
She raved about how a watch like this is an investment piece; it would last for ten years or more and be a family heirloom to pass down through generations. It absolutely is an investment piece, but at the price of a decent car. Realistically, on my current salary that’s a wrong investment for me. It’s a down payment on a house. Until I have a discretionary income of $100,000 or more, a watch like this is not in the cards.
In the end, it’s priorities. Would I love a stunning watch or a roof over my head? I think the answer to that is easy – I would prefer a home. The last time I checked, I could not live in a watch. If I could, I would be part of a fairy tale like Peter Pan or Alice in Wonderland, and be wearing some strange and colorful kaleidoscope costume and sing all day. Of course, I could wish to be Tinkerbell and only then could I live in a watch.