Germaine was strolling along the Grand Boulevards cherishing the precious moments of the evanescent day. As usual when dusk crossed over into night, she was carrying her most dazzling asset, the 18.22 clutch bag designed by Charlotte Beaude.
Discreet and refined, the 18.22 conferred her a willowy gait, and being generously compact, could follow her everywhere she went.
Art lovers and curious alike were gathering around the illustrious painter’s work. Germaine, elegant as ever, was carrying her quilted 18.22. Supple, refined and boasting a delicate graining, the 18.22 looked as exquisite as its texture felt.
A few guests were conversing wisely, some were feasting on aged wine while others still were engaging in endless debates. Germaine simply smiled away, a spark in her eye and a mischievous look, her clutch free of its chain strap gracefully sitting on her hip.
Everyone had something to say about her vital caviar black 18.22. Or was it the ravishing nude that was riling up the audience? The intense bluish black would undoubtedly leave a strong impression among attendees. Much less the flawlessly enchanting hunting green. Captivated by such beauty, the crowd heaped praise on her purse.
No more debates, no more big speeches, no more nice discussions. Accompanied by her favourite cover, Germaine, she strolled happily home. On her way, not one could take his eyes off this sophisticated silhouette.
And everyone agreed on the subject: never before had such a matching pair been seen.