I'll give this thread a shot.
I've only been particularly interested in clothing and personal style for the past 3-4 years. This, coupled with the fact that I'm just leaving adolescence, means I haven't had much time to acquire clothing with years of wear, sentimentality and stories attached to them. There are a few pieces I own, however, that I've used and abused the shit out of and I would be hard pressed to find any material objects I treasure more.
1) Club Monaco herringbone wool SC. There is absolutely nothing special about this coat. It's not aggressively (or even particularly well) cut or styled. It isn't made in some exotic locale from exotic materials. It's just a plain old wool sportcoat. But it's my first ever sportcoat and to me it marks the time I first seriously started trying to define my style and challenge myself to dress differently than my peers.
I bought it for my previous birthday, and in the year I've owned it I must have worn it at least a third of the year, at some point during the course of a day. I've had the adventures of my young life in this thing -- crazy birthday adventures, met famous celebrities, puked my guts out (on multiple occasions lol), picked up chicks, made best friends, pledged a fraternity, gone bombing down a highway at absurd/stupid speeds, gotten dragged out of bars by the lapels (on more times than I'd care to admit), weathered the superstorm of my generation in a very post-apocalyptic Manhattan and attended the marriage of the oldest in a group of family friends I grew up with; which felt like the definitive end of my childhood.
It still has bits of Monty's, my beloved yellow Lab (RIP), fur in the weave here and there and it means a ton to me. At the end of the day, it's just a simple Chinese made, vent-less, unstructured grey SC in form but it has a great deal of sentimental value to me and I'm sure I'll get much enjoyment and use out of it for years to come. Money well spent. It even has surgeon cuffs, a first for my wardrobe haha. I still wear this SC at least 1-2 times a week and I highly doubt that's going to change anytime in the near future. It's a staple and anchor of my wardrobe, and I'm completely happy with that.
Ran into a favorite artist of mine, Common, at Mamouns (of all the possible places in NYC, I've run into an inordinate amount of famous people at this $2 felafel shop) on my birthday last year and got a picture. This was the day I got the jacket, must be a good luck charm haha. (collar poppage due to excessively cold wind and lack of scarf)
2) Tag Heuer Aquaracer Diver's Automatic.
I've always loved fine horology. For an unknown birthday of mine, my father passed down a Hamilton Automatic to me and I loved that thing to bits. Wore it every day for a long while. Unfortunately, it was evidently a lemon or just poorly made because the crown managed to break off when I was setting the date one day.I was pretty upset at the time. My dad, being the awesome dad he is, gave me his old Aquaracer. That in and of itself makes it very special to me.
This was by far the most expensive thing I'd ever owned at that point in my life and it had to have been one of the most awesome presents I've ever received. I've worn it almost daily for the past 4 or 5 years and in that time it's born witness to momentous changes in my life and has acquired more than its fair share of knocks, bumps, scuffs and tough, rough love.
I wore this thing the day I took and passed my driving test (one of my passions in life is cars so that's a huge milestone for me), it was on my wrist the day I got my first car (and that was an awesome day I'll never forget), I paced myself during 3 SATs with this baby, received admission into university, graduated highschool wearing it, traveled to my dream locale - Rome (massive Roman history buff right hurr) - with my best friends and had the time of my life while wearing this. In fact it probably still has some dirt from the Forum in some particularly hard to clean parts of the clasp.
I wore it on stage for two high school plays I acted in. I drank my first beer and later got drunk of my face (which resulted in more than a few knocks and bumps to the poor bezel) for the first time in my life. It's been on my wrist as I've minted memories in numerous travels and adventures; I walked on a glacier and had a particularly terrify close encounter with a grizzly wearing the Aqua. I went through my first relationship and breakup, and this beauty faithfully ticked away for the entirety of it.
I've owned and worn more beautiful and more expensive watches, but the Aquaracer will always be my first love. It's so simple, masculine and timeless (ha). It keeps time pretty well, and I've yet to service it, it just keeps going. If this was the last watch I could ever wear, I'd be absolutely content - I doubt there's any out there that could ever have more meaning and memories imbibed in it. It's practically become a part of me, I've come to expect the impression of the divers helmet on my wrist when I take it off at night and it feels seriously weird without its familiar heft on my left wrist. It's one of those little things in everyday life that just makes you smile as you set the time and date and just take a moment to listen to the perpetual tick of all the impossibly minuscule and complex cogs and gears as they whir and spin into eternity.
Need to dig up a picture, but it's just a bog standard stainless Aquaracer with a black face and bezel.
Edited by VirtruviusR - 1/26/13 at 11:18pm