Welcome watchfans! Let\u2019s begin in a half-assed way, with a caveat. Tudor in this case, could be any brand that has somehow intersected your watch journey in various interesting, fortuitous or memorable ways. Tudor has been there for me in various capacities. The Shield and the Rose. There are those who don\u2019t put much respect on the Tudor brand, sometimes due to the dominance of its sibling, Rolex. Bow down and kiss the the crown. To those people, I think Rolex might say, “keep my little sisters name out of your damn mouth”. If you have concerns about the Shield, just try and put those aside for this article. <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n We are talking emotions here, deep, strained and burning emotions. Not technical specifications or in-house\/out-house movements. I\u2019ll be discussing the way that Tudor has been part of my watch journey up to now. They are moments that many watch fans will understand and relate to. So, let\u2019s get irrational – in chronological order, naturally…<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n Once upon a time in 2018<\/span><\/strong>, a man bought a watch from eBay. He had just discovered that it was possible to make money by doing work that was enjoyable and interesting. It was a revelation. That was me by the way. Unfortunately, that time has passed and all the money is gone. It was an enlightenment, if you will. And, though I made money, I spent it well too. It was the beginning of the enlightening of my wallet. Ba bum, I’m here all week.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\nTudor as a first luxury watch\/bargain<\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/h4>\n<\/p>\n