A couple things of business that I would like to address
with this post. In my previous blog I ripped up a little bit on high fashion
models and fashion shows, it has nothing to do with character of these people,
as a matter of fact I have tons of friends that are high fashion. I compare the
razzing to the mocking of a friend when he won’t jump off the hi-rise diving
board.
I also received some pictures from Korea; these are part of
a collection for Macaw golf. Remember early December I wrote about meeting a
famous Korean celebrity, it was finishing this job that she arrived. I hope you get a kick out of these:
This past Tuesday I had the privilege of working an event
for a Swiss Company called Bovet. Have you heard of them? Think, luxury, now
luxury10. That’s where you need to start looking. Monocle in hand
you, your inquisition begins as to what is ultra luxury. Host event at the
Mandarin Oriental starts to lead you believe that you aren’t in Kansas
anymore.
Have you googled it yet? Bovet is an ultra luxury watch
company. Ultra luxury isn’t a Ferrari; it’s a watch of equivalent value. Yes, the watch I had to “wear” had a value of
just a hair over $380 000 USD. With hand etched gold amongst, plutonium and a
flux capacitor, it all started to make sense. A truly elegant watch it was, but
for me a house is much more likely in the books.
Now for a bit of enlightenment from this event. As a model, I
frequently find myself in events or wearing clothes where I am far out of
place. Surrounded by ultra luxury, with crocodile shoes and unfathomable gold
can lead you to feel like a little green man. Of course part of this is jealousy, but more
so for me it’s a foreign feeling. While I have been blessed by a very good
upbringing, it has allowed me to gain an appreciation for money. Frequently the
money that is used to buy these watches is old money. An appreciation for these
funds is frequently lost when money just handed down from generation to
generation. Of course the other crowd I would expect a watch like this would be
the gangster rapper/professional football or basketball player.
As mind blowing as these watches were, I was raised to say,
yeah right. I will spend the menial amount that doesn’t cause adrenaline to
pump when I hold the watch. Or in the case of a Bovet, silk gloves.
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