It actually wouldn’t.
Actually it would.
Actually, no, it wouldn’t.
Neither here nor there with watches, to be Frank Bruno/Lampard/Spencer/Sinatra. We’re wearing one as we speak (four quid off the interdolly. Some small Malaysian child with nimble fingers is making a FORTUNE off-of someone…!) but we’d quite happily not be wearing one. We have a similar approach to pants (‘that’s the surprise!’ etc.).
Anyways plural, this is an editorial about watches taken from the new ish of Geil magazine, out 6th October. We’d never heard of it until approximately four minutes ago. Now we’ve heard of it. We think it’s German. Though we’re not sure.
Sex sells, apparently. And frankly, we approve.
There’s another picture of which we approve, frankly, after the jump.
*ps. Tugs nipple ring*
Well that'll make us buy a watch...!,