The Garwood


Born on an early Sunday morning at a random casino in Las Vegas, The Garwood came into this world a sophisticated, well-dressed, gambler with a propensity for bourbon. A mix of book smarts and street smarts have made him a self-taught gentleman and connoisseur.

Despite his American lineage, The Garwood knew he must share his enthusiasm with the world. New Year’s Eve in Tokyo, shaking hands with her royal highness, the Queen of Denmark and traveling to Estonia for no other reason than “no oneever travels to Estonia” are just a few of the stamps in his passport. Despite his global escapades and wanderlust, he finds himself just as content eating a hotdog at Dodger Stadium.

His impression is always felt. With smooth American Maple Wood handsomeness, clever wit, and gregarious nature, he impresses at any gathering. He is good at parties, controls the boardroom, makes friends wherever he goes, and always impresses the ladies.

People may call him a “watch,” but he is so much more.