So as the title notes, I have synesthesia. In case you don't know about that, it's like a doubling of the senses (in my case, but different synesthetes have different permutations).
I often smell or taste words: Daniel: rice pudding! Sarah: turpentine! Or I hear or feel visuals. A cluttered room makes sounds like the tinkling Dr. Bombay music on "Bewitched" (dating myself). And the color burgundy makes a thumping noise. Just a couple of examples.
It's genetic and benign, and I don't mind it at all; it's kind of fun. But weird, so feel free to laugh.
Because of this, choosing a watch can be a bit fraught. Sunburst dials can cause a scratchy tongue-thing, like nails on a chalkboard, and pebbled ones make an unpleasant noise. And silver dials? That thing where you touch your tongue to a battery. So I generally prefer lacquered. Blued hands can act up, though: if I wear my --divine!-- vintage Louis, I often literally sprint to pull it off at the end of the day. Metallic and sticky all at once.
However, certain dials are so very delicious that I have to constantly talk myself down from the ledge. Looking at you, GS, and those blues and greens that you keep putting out there. And why do your frosty dial textures not bother my synesthesia? Not sure my savings can hold out against you much longer. Love-hate you.
And my delicious deep-blue, creamy-smooth Yema Navygraf which looks TERRIBLE on my tiny wrist, but which I can't give up right now due to how that blue "tastes."
All that said, I've recently fallen in love with the King Seiko reissue. (Yes, I'm ok with the 6R31. And I'm ok if you're not. To each...) For some reason, the lightest silver does not seem to activate the synesthesia, at least online. But is it worth the risk?
And to complicate things, I seem to have a special longing for the lavender one...Lavender, which had to be expunged from my wardrobe since it "tastes" like the most overly-sugary sweet ever.
Hope this was not all too long and boring. Anyone share this sort of thing, neurology-driven or not? We're a detail-driven bunch, so would love to hear your experiences in this arena.
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