Dressed in a T-shirt and her favourite jeans, her inseparable 24. with a fitted shoulder strap, Carine jumped into her convertible. To the sound of frenzied melodies, laughing alone at the wheel of her car, she felt beautiful, alive, radiant.
The 24 was definitely her favourite. She could take it everywhere; she could wear it with every outfit.
As the car sped towards Paris, the elusive city of light where dreams come true, Carine slid her hand over the 24. At the touch of such a soft and reassuring material, she smiled mischievously, because she knew that nothing could stop her.
Now dressed in a long silk dress, Carine arrived at the Paris Opera. All eyes were on the graceful, strong-willed 24. Without standing out, the play of elegance and simplicity emanating from Carine's shoulder bag gave her a slender and distinguished look.
When the performance was over, Carine paraded through the streets of Paris. Stopping by chance in front of a large city mirror, she took the opportunity to apply lipstick. Not only was it easy to carry, the 24. shoulder bag could easily hold all her favourite utensils. Sitting at a restaurant in Paris with her beautiful and tender lover, her constant companion, she had spent an excellent evening. Laying a kiss on his cheek, she wished him a good night and decided to take advantage of the mild weather to walk along the Seine.
And how delighted she was when, as the drone sounded, she suddenly had the feeling that the old lady was also falling under the spell of her elegant 24.