Re: can't resist
I was thinking more along the lines of -
"We live in a world of marvels and no mistaking it. Oh, some lugubrious fuddy-duddies will always cast swine before pearls, value chaff over wheat and verily render from Caesar what should remain unrendered and that's up to them, my loves, for we few, we happy few, we band of wristband wranglers have been granted joy. Sumptuous joy. Delicious joy. Scrumptulicious joylode as the late Stanley Unwin might have sagaciously opined.
To touch, to stroke, to force-fondle a sparkling glow of machined elysium on the hairy Tartarus of one's clumsy wrist, a joint of little desire, a mere link 'twixt arm and hand without charm or sexuality rendered glorious at one stroke, for stroke it you will.
It is beautiful, this thing. It links to ones iPhone, itself a thing of utter erotic gorgeousness, and it has a battery in it, which is splendid. And even as you caress the Watch (a mere "w" is insufficient, the mighty "W" barely suffices as Sir Jony Ive so rightly decided) so it caresses you back. One caress, two buzzes three throbs.
My wrist throbs for me, and, dear reader, we shall all in turn throb for our wrists".