Casio SKX-1200

A retro fantasy, blaring colors, excitement. Fuck the Seiko SKX, dogshit, it’s all about the Casio SKX. Race down rasberry raceway with this neon narcotic screaming at your eyes. This is the kind of watch that elites would rather be forgotten about, a remnant you see and ask “Was life ever really THAT good? How could they produce something that cheerful on the market?”. Extremely long strap making it impractical to wear but who cares, the extra strap hanging over just gives it more personality, it’s not going to look conforming anyway on the wrist because of how it juts out from the case for interchangeable straps. A frozen in time perfect object, snapshots of a past I hope really existed.