Congratulation to Matt, the winner of the april contest
What would I do if I win a Gavox Legacy:
Matt answer was:
Should I have the Legacy, it would feature in a series of photos throughout the most important day of my life. The first, of it sitting proudly on a bench next to a pair of silver cufflinks. The second, of it being placed on my wrist and adjusted just so, with the three men closest to me in my life gathered behind me. The final shot of the set takes place a short while afterwards in a nearby garden in the Australian wine country, on a sunny spring afternoon in October this year. The sunlight glints off the Legacy as my hands gently brush the cheek of my best friend, dressed in a stunning white dress, just seconds after she becomes my wife…
Matt was one of the 30 contestant who used they creativity to plan a photo scenario with they Gavox Legacy
Check here a Poem that was written by Jonathan
As I never had worn a watch with Roman numerals before, I thought I ought to take a picture of the Gavox in a place where the Roman atmosphere can truly be felt – A place like that, which is close to my heart is the Herodium (for further reading – http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/H… built by Herod the Great. I decided to write a poem opposed to a short script, and so it follows:
On an April afternoon I was about to doss, The air was thick and warm, When my eyes just came across A post on wristwatchreview, They give away a watch, For months I have been yearning To sport a fine Gavox.
Naval-modern yet so classy Oozing timeless chic, I would then be entitled, For a place within the 'clique', A coterie of men, True gents with taste so-fine Who appreciate timepieces, Oh sweet Gavox, please be mine.
And with the timepiece on my wrist, On a sunny day of June, I'd travel to the desert To climb a special Dune, Which had witnessed by itself Two-thousand years of war, Built by mighty Roman King To be buried there he swore.
And at solstice's midday When the sun is up the sky, The watch's Roman dial, Would then reflect its light, On that glorified acropolis, On all that lived there and had died.
Then King Herod I the Great Will be grinning six feet under, For the Herodium he built, Had survived both sun and thunder, There a young lad had arrived With Roman numerals on wrist, Oh, the legacy lives on, Down with Pluto we shall feast!
Thanks to everyone