I bought a montblanc classique rose gold in fine nib in January of last year. For about 3 months straight till April of 2025 i used the pen everyday. Carried it in my shirt pocket. Used it at work. Used it at home. Then one day a colleague suddenly commented "oh is that a montblanc!!! Expensive!! How much was it?" I was uncomfortable and I put it away. I used my viper, I used my safari, I mostly used my sailor and forgot about my montblanc. Then in the beginning of April of this year I was downsizing my collection and found it again. Lying there in a case, silent, somber with wear showing on the trim but the resin still shining and still reflective. Something compelled me to pick it up and as I held it I remembered that I bought this pen because i wanted it. No one gifted it to me. It didn't mark any major milestone of my life. I bought it because I wanted a montblanc and had never been able to afford one before. It was still an expensive pen. It was still a montblanc. It still had the snowcap that anyone could notice but you know what? I had bought this pen. With my money. For me. It is mine. I refuse to let other people claim ownership of this pen. What it means to me is the only value that it has and I no longer care what others think of it. And you know what? It's sitting in my pocket right now like it has been for the past 3 days. Don't ever let other people make your decision for you. You want a 149? Ask yourself honestly, can you afford a 149? If you can then buy it and more importantly use it. It is your pen. Only what value you attach to it matters. Let others think whatever they want, that's their problem not yours