Sometimes I wonder what it’s like to be my mother. Memories of her coming down for her morning coffee in a silk robe with remnants of the perfume she put on the night before trailing behind her live rent-free in my brain. That, and a visual of her cleaning out my freshman-year dorm in a full white outfit and loafers. Ask me if she ended the day with even one stain.
She’s the definition of elegance and according to my childhood friend, “the Benjamin Button of Miami.” Unsurprisingly, though, it wasn’t until fairly recently that I began to actually see her as a woman beyond the role of my mother, to humanize her. It’s something I’m admittedly embarrassed about but that’s some individualistic societal conditioning for you.
Humanizing your parents is a humbling experience. You strip away the parables and lessons they’ve tried to weave so tightly into your DNA, remove the facade they undoubtedly created to protect you from the world, knock them down from the pedestal engraved in their honor, and forgive the inevitable wounds they may have burdened you with. You’re left with something so ordinary yet beyond complex – a person. A singular being that has zero idea what they’re doing in life…just like the rest of us.
So when my mother gifted me this best wholesale Rolex replica watches, the one we’re here talking about, I saw much more than a parent demonstrating an incredibly generous gesture for their arguably too-young-to-be-receiving-such-a-gift-daughter. I saw her past – what it took for her to be able to enter a Rolex store one afternoon and say, “Which one do you like?”
My mother fled Cuba in October of 1961 with her maternal grandparents before her parents joined them in Puerto Rico one year later. Eighteen years and a quick stint living in Venezuela later and my mom and her family landed in Miami – the place that quickly became a landing spot for several Latinos, particularly Cubans, after fleeing their home countries.
Cuba’s history is a long and, unfortunately, often misunderstood one. Here are the facts: my family fled and began to rebuild in a country that was not their own. I’ve never seen anyone work the way my mother does. No hours are too late, no “no” is too definitive, and no problem is too big to solve. She’s a symbol of hard work and perseverance – much like the Swiss movements fake Rolex watches she gave me.
Maybe that’s why I was so attracted to the brand in the first place. Rolex, of course, is known for its elegance and durability. The watches are timeless. This particular model – 41mm cheap US Rolex Datejust replica watches– is just that. It’s classic yet its larger dial exudes a sense of authority. In retrospect, it’s that same sense of authority I was craving in my life at the time.
While the idea of getting high quality Rolex copy watches was not a total surprise, it was definitely an unexpected one. We’d been toying with the idea for some time but it wasn’t until my mother was visiting me in London that she decided it was time. Call it vacation excitement coupled with tax-free benefits. I’ll never forget the time we spent in the store together, I’d passed the Rolex boutique but never dared to enter.
The smile on my mom’s face that afternoon is etched into my memory. That and the celebratory lunch we had immediately after. Pride surrounded the both of us (and a little anxiety, because of the monetary value of what was now to be on my wrist every day for the foreseeable future) and it felt like one of those special moments where my mother was able to breathe. The future she worked so hard for was her reality.
It’s always fascinated me – the dichotomy of my mother. I guess it’s because I exhibit so many of her same qualities – an aggressive assertiveness coupled with a soft-spoken nurturing core. These qualities that society deems hyper-masculine or helplessly feminine have nothing to do with gender. We’ve categorized them into two easily distinguishable groups – weak and strong. Nice and neat, packaged in an easily digestible manner. But the grey area, the parts that are confusing, that’s where we thrive. That’s where we find ourselves. I’m reminded not only of my mother and her work when I think of this 1:1 perfect Rolex replica watches, but to always stand outside of what’s neat, what’s easy.
When I think about the lessons I’ve learned from my mother they all boil down to the same concept: creating safety and respect out of nothing. Her path was scary and unknown but she chose, each and every day, to overcome. It’s these memories that I find ingrained within the materials of my Rolex super clone watches shop. So while yes, it of course is a beautiful watch, it’s so much more than that to me.
The type of 2022 fake Rolex watches I selected is no accident at all. On my wrist, the masculinity found in each link and every bevel speaks volumes and creates a dichotomy of its own. Whenever anyone asks to see it, they – typically men – highlight the fact that it’s 41mm, as if it must’ve been passed down by my father or even a boyfriend, two questions I’ve been asked. Each and every time I go on to say “no,” a prying voice asks if I paid for it myself. And with unwavering pride for my mother and the women that came before her I laugh and say, “I sure didn’t.”