Monday, January 12, 2009

The Cartier Santos 100 Squelette Watch AKA "I Spit That Other Shit, That's Some Nice Motherfucker Shit".



"It was only a matter of time before the Cartier Santos got the skeletonized treatment. It has been already been done with most of their other popular watch lines. At SIHH 2009 this month, Cartier will debut the limited edition Santos 100 Squelette watch based on the Santos XL case size. This large 46.5mm x 55mm classic square "tank" case will hold a finely carved Cartier individually numbered manually-wound caliber 9611MC movement, with a 72 hour power reserve. Through sapphire crystals on the front and rear of the watch, you can literally see right through to the other side, clearly viewing all watch operations with each glance. You have to give Cartier credit for shaving as much metal off the movement as possible.

Unlike most skeletonized watches, the watch face is literally carved into the movement. That way you still get Cartier's signature use of Roman numeral hour markers. The Santos 100 Squelette case is constructed from palladium, that looks great with contrasting polished and brushed surfaces. The blued steel hands complete the beautiful look of this exotic Cartier watch."

Information Courtesy Of: Luxist.Com


CHRIS LIVE AKA SHAKER SAYS: As I confided in Y.O.U. last week, I am not a fan of omni-product manufacturers, however, as with most things in life, there is always room for a few stellar exceptions. The pioneers of the wristwatch (although Patek Phillipe did introduce the innovation 1st) and the name synonymous with fine heirloom quality jewelry, Cartier (founded in France in 1847 by the father and son team of Alfred and Louis-Francois Cartier) is 1 such allowance that always gets a pass. From the aforementioned watches and precious stones set, to handbags and every refined rapper's favorite platinum and/or wood framed glasses, Cartier has distinguished itself as, basically, an all encompassing supplier of only the finest luxury goods.

With so many amazing offerings, today, I'm going to have to concentrate on strictly the watches my man. Livestyle readers know that I am of the opinion that, particularly for grown men, 2 outfit components really matter - 1 being a good pair of shoes (even if you're brandishing a pair of kicks them shits had better be crisp and clean homie) and the 2nd being a good watch. Y.O.U. already know that I try to take things waaaaaaaaaaay up market, but Y.O.U. truly can get a nice stately watch (ie: stay away from the fake diamonds and the "illusion" settings filled with diamond dust) for anywhere from $75-$500 or so. Yeah, Y.O.U. should look into that ... lol.

Anyway, while you're here watching the watches, let me introduce Y.O.U. to the new Cartier Santos 100 Squelette. Originally designed to the specifications of Cartier friend and Brazilian born aviation pioneer Alberto Santos-Dumont, Cartier's "Santos" model was not only their 1st wristwatch issued to the public in 1911, it has also remained 1 of their most popular and recognizable styles. This limited edition Santos 100 Squelette, with it's 9611MC movement and skeletonized face showing off it's superb mechanisms, beautifully combines understated elegance with a twist of that *Cue DJ Clue Voice* "new shit" ... lol. Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice.


BONUS:
In case Y.O.U. haven't noticed, I really do relish the opportunity to share my views with Y.O.U. and to fully engage your senses. As such, whenever I insert some random reference into a post, it is my sworn duty to apprise Y.O.U. of it's relevance.

Anyway, Hip Hop has had, and still maintains, a mutually abusive relationship with high fashion and the trinkets that come with living the "good life". Sometimes it's cool, until (as occurred with Cristal awhile back) a company executive expresses a distaste for us and our business - an act that can be attributed to classism, but, sadly, more often than not, reflects good ole fashion racism. For our part, some people do fuck it up royally when they decide to make prom dresses out of bootleg Gucci fabric ... lol. Thankfully, Jay-Z has rarely steered us wrong. Up until recently (before he started inexplicably deferring to sunglasses mannequin Kanye West on matters of "flyness") the homie from Marcy Projects almost single-handedly set the standard for real rich nigga behavior.

If perception is indeed reality, then Jay-Z did have himself some bread before the music game. Did he get really get it in Trenton, NJ? Maybe it was those trips back-and-forth to VA? Honestly, his life falls somewhere in between the kingpin that he claims he was (which he was not) and the sucker that his enemies accuse him of being (which he was not). No, Jay-Z got it in on the streets just enough to achieve some of the finer things and was keen enough to fill in the rest 1 verse @ a time. "Imaginary Player" is the quintessential Livestyle song - Jay-Z draws a line in the sand between class and crass, between those that comprehend and everybody else that has to pretend.

So, yeah, Y.O.U. heard the man, "Aint no platinum in those Cartiers, switch your frames" ... lol. Act like Y.O.U. know.

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