If there’s one song that sums up my experience in the watch industry over the past year, it would be 50 Cent’s infamous ‘Window Shopper.’ With more of a look but don’t touch approach, putting an entire Rolex store, filled with Yachtmasters and Day Dates and a Patek Philippe locus, filled with IRL Nautilus’ sent the dopamine swimming around my body, and then some. As storytellers of the industry, and I merely at the prologue stage in my journey, often the visual language of this hallmark timepieces are translated through press releases and imagery, and despite the lengthy didactic speeches that accompany the models with details of their anatomy, to see one in the flesh and actual gauge its size is a whole new experience. To hold a Nautilus in your hands, imbued with so much heritage, is to see the original monogrammed Louis Vuitton handbags, or Cristobal Balenciaga’s balloon dresses. It’s a wealth of history, and lest we forget it, aptitude, presented in a miniature canvas of a watch case.