These days I want to be as anonymous as possible. Rather ironically, easily done with a Leica M in hand. Thankfully no one knew what they were, commented on them or took them at all seriously. Just old fashioned, little, amateur cameras: bliss.
It remains to be seen what the reactions to the Nikon Zs are - everyone knows about Nikon - with similar size bodies to the Leicas but more in-your-face lenses. Are they going to scare the natives? Are they going to attract unwanted attention? Time will tell.
Watches, the only time I wear one is when flying, it cost virtually nothing and was the least bling watch I could find.
Leicas were the first real cameras that I became aware of as a kid. Thanks to the pages of various US magazines that eventually appeared in India, I saw their, and also Nikon and Canon ads, at a time when I was still wondering what f meant in front of a lens. I think that Leica must have struck me as being beautiful - as it was the early 50s, I guess I may have been seduced by 111F or 111G machines? It was exactly the same with the Rolex: I fell into instant love with the first Sub that I ever saw; it was on the wrist of a photographer who turned up to work one morning at the industrial unit where I was spending my formative years in our art. (He had lived in Switzerland for a while and I was never sure what had brought him down to common or garden employment, and of course, I was never going to ask.) That first impression was to remain with me for the rest of my days: as with the rangefinders, the best, most beautiful bits of industrial design on my planet. I honestly can't share your opinion on either object as being bling. I can share that view regarding the replacement, the Invicta, for I'm sure its sole raison d'être is to be a fake Sub. I feel I have a right to exclude myself from membership of the fakers club. I just like the design concept so much I'm unwilling to let go. ;-)
The few weeks without a watch have left me feeling naked. It is an essential companion. Even with nothing to do and no particular place to go, it is imperative that one remain informed of where the
day is going. And when the next pills are due.
When I was an unwilling scout, there was a story going the rounds that a watch could serve as a compass. I never quite figured out how that worked; anybody else heard that story and know the answer as to how - or if - it works?
Rob