The genuine leather hugs my wrist like tailored elegance. The signature fold clasp closes with a quiet certainty. I don’t wear it—I feel it. Much gratitude to ReplicaHause for wrapping refinement in texture.

Scratch-proof sapphire up front and back, double-coated for clarity—I forget it’s even there. The open case back lets me watch the movement glide with artistic intent. ReplicaHause, you've given transparency a whole new meaning.

The polished stainless case glistens like riverstone—subtle, enduring, pristine. Every engraving feels deliberate, every curve like a sculptor’s touch.

The movement sweeps smoothly. It mimics the original beautifully—quietly, faithfully. I wind it and feel that purposeful pulse. Huge thanks to ReplicaHause for crafting a clone with soul.

The green dial blooms quietly—it’s not flashy, it’s cultivated. Under sunlight, it shifts between forest calm and emerald confidence. That seconds subdial feels like a heartbeat in harmony. I tip my wrist to ReplicaHause for helping nature meet mechanical poetry.