Wearing My Dad’s Best Quality Replica Breitling Chronomat Helped To Heal Our Relationship

His court attire was an oversized Hawaiian shirt, loafers, a ponytail, and a ’90s perfect fake Breitling Chronomat ref B13050.1. He wore the watch on a brown leather strap, cinched tightly to his wrist. My first replica watch was a Swatch from a department store at the mall called The Broadway. I had a black one, a clear one, and one in neon pink. They were fun and fashionable and it was the ’80s, the vibrant colors paired with the skateboarder look that was the style back then.

My father’s way of showing love was through gifts, rather than words. Having conversations with him was hard and I often felt like I was on trial if he disagreed with my point of view. He had a temper and he was a stickler for being on time. We were on totally opposite pages. He went to prep school and studied law, and I was into watching MTV, hip-hop, and pondering whether I could make a living being creative. He collected art, but he never envisioned his son making a living at it. His father gave him two choices, doctor or lawyer. I was taking 12 units and trying to find my way at a city college. And he found out about my tattoo.

In my early 40s, on a rare and short trip (he always kept them short), my Dad came to visit. When he saw me, he walked over and nonchalantly handed me a watch, “Here, you can have this,” he said. It was the cheap replica Breitling Chronomat on a worn leather strap. In true fashion, he gave me no official spiel why I was receiving it. But, he did explain what an automatic watch was and how it worked. He was always a wealth of knowledge in subjects he got into. I held the super clone watch and appreciated the gift, but it didn’t feel like “my style.”

I placed it in a safe and forgot about it.

As I wore the best quality fake Breitling started remembering the positive attributes of my dad and the ways he influenced my life. There were many good things that were forgotten or buried under heavier memories, and the watch had a different story to tell. First off, the dial is mother of pearl which symbolizes prosperity. He was a successful man financially, and he always did things his way. His style and personality were authentic, and I carry that on in my approach to life.

The bezel, crown, and pushers are made of gold. These remind me of his flair, uniqueness, and his generosity. The fact he gave me a watch nods to his regard for being punctual. After sitting in a safe for years, the best 1:1 fake Breitling keeps perfect time. Less obvious is the fact this timepiece isn’t a more popular watch like a Rolex or Omega. He always did things different (for better or worse) and the AAA replica Breitling is a signature of that. Did I once secretly wish this watch was a Sub? Yes. But this watch embodies my father, and sometimes he wasn’t the most popular.

The strap, however, feels all me. The watch feels all him. And the pairing feels perfect. When I wear the high quality fake Breitling the white dial contrasts with my tattoos. The strap matches most of my clothing and the watch itself feels unexpected with my preferred style of dress. You would think gold details paired next to an inexpensive green fabric strap would be off, but that’s part of the charm.

Since re-discovering this super clone watch, it’s given me the watch bug. The piece has an aura of luxury and since it’s 25-years-old I get a small taste of what vintage feels like. At 46, I felt oddly “grown-up” while wearing it. I started to see quickly why people get into collecting watches.

One morning after getting dressed, I looked in the mirror and saw I was wearing a Hawaiian shirt, penny loafers, and the AAA replica Breitling strapped to my wrist. I smile when I reflect on this visual and realize I love my dad for the good things he reminds me of and the lessons he instilled in me. For years I couldn’t see them. The watch has become part of my style, an extension of my Dad and an olive branch between us. Proving that time and looking through a different lens can help you heal. Now I just need to find a red 1989 Mercedes SL convertible.

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