Is the Rolex 116334 the ultimate “look at me, I’m successful!” watch, or just the horological equivalent of blasting yacht rock from a Prius? I mean, it’s a Datejust with a fluted bezel and a sunburst dial-does that automatically qualify it as a flex for the boardroom, or is it just what people buy when they can’t get on the Daytona list?
Bonus question: Anyone else get the urge to check the date every five minutes just because you can? Or is that just me procrastinating at work? Let’s hear your 116334 stories (and please, tell me I’m not the only one using it as an excuse to start conversations with strangers).