Rue Condame, 18eme

A while since I have been to this part of the city.

It takes too long to reach here.

Chanel show, Chateau de Versailles

For just one single day in the month of May the sun is shining. This has probably been agreed personally between God and Karl.

We are in the gardens of Versailles where the house of Chanel seems to have amassed an army of staff. I estimate there are over 400 of them in total. They easily outnumber the very select (and  charmingly eccentric) guests.

I guess this was how things used to be done.

Tilda Swinton quietly enters the garden.
Her presence changes the very air. The garden, is totally awash with Champagne.

It feels like I have fallen into a short story by Scott Fitzgerald.

Home, Paris

The girl draws pictures of Eagle heads.

Over and over perfecting the curve of an ever sharper beak.

The black cat watches.