character:

Armagnac is a fine vintage pocket-watch. Small, curious, and full of character. Even more esoteric than the regular vintage wristwatch, it is likewise an even dearer friend to those familiar with its particular charm. And a friend it is. Because it is concealed in a pocket, rather than flashed above the cuff (because it is a symbol of style rather than status), it is a more distinctly personal pleasure. And because it is not so stratospherically expensive that one has to reserve it for special occasions, it is a pleasure which may be taken daily. Perhaps some still find it odd, arcane, even irrelevant in modern times. Perhaps they are right. Then again, perhaps those who view Armagnac as such might ask themselves, on occasion, when was the last time they added enjoyment to their day, merely by checking the time.

tastes like:

La Bibliothèque Mazarine.

pairs nicely with:

A good old-fashioned, perfectly useful card catalogue; an 1867 J. Johnson Gold Gilt pocket watch; taking a deep smell with the glass held about chest-high; an 1862 Gold “Brace Bridge London” Chain Fusee; late-19th century American portraiture (particularly those commissioned by slightly paunchy white-haired industrial magnates), old mahogany-paneled club rooms with old leather club chairs, lingering cigar smoke, and one or two slightly paunchy white-haired gentlemen who bare an uncannily resemblance to the late-19th century American portraiture overhead; a 1905 Waltham Gold Pendant Pocket Watch (preferably engraved with your grandfather’s initials); instinctively associating certain areas of study with numerical values, such as 845 (French Literature, Revolution to present), 641 (Food & Literature), 798 (Equestrian Sports), and 739 (Art, Metalwork); the end of seven course meal, two tulip glasses, two fine vintage Montecristo No. 2 cigars, one fine vintage friend, one 1882 Elgin “H.H. Taylor” Gold Hunter Case Pocket Watch, and an evening of stories aged ten or more years.