There have been a lot posts about patina on numerous outlets. Some people love the artificial "faux-tina" while others despise it. Looking at my Speedmaster Reduced I couldn't help but notice some of the ever-so slight patina on the hands and indices. Its something I have been very excited about so naturally I figured I would give my own thoughts.
I was looking for a Speedmaster and after some research decided that the Speedmaster Reduced was the speedy for me. I noticed that some had natural patina while others did not. The older models from the early 90s had more hues of orange and brown than the model I bought which dates to the late 90s/early 2000s if my memory serves me correctly. So I had to decide, do I want a watch that remains largely white or do I want one with the patina? I opted for white.
Because for this watch, I wanted the opportunity to see it start to age with me. I don't have a distaste for artificial patina nor do I care if people want to buy vintage models with true, age related patina. However, I view both of these options as two sides of the same coin--You get the look but you don't get the experience.
That to me is the difference. When I see patina on a dial I want it to evoke that sense of weathering from life. Like any of us, watches are subject to aging. For me, I wanted this Speedy to age alongside of me. Buying one that is already orange with age (while still really cool) deprives you of that opportunity, and buying a watch that has artifical patina (something I have started to fall out of favor for personally) also deprives you of the same experience albeit in a different way.
That's not to say either option doesn't have positives. With artifical patina you get a new piece made to look older and avoid the minefield of vintage watches. With a vintage piece you have real weathering but also have to worry about what you're getting as a package. So at the end of the day, if you love it, just do it.
My Speedmaster Reduced is a watch that carries immense meaning to me and seeing it turn those subtle hues of creamy white has impressed upon me the notion that patina shouldn't be bought, nor should it be forced. It should be experienced for oneself as a reminder of who you are, where you've been, and where you're going.