Few Chinas , few Coco Chanel, a bizarre portrait of Wallis Simpson and a chain of fantasies.
In essence, hommage to Coco Chanel in Karl Lagerfeld manner. So, not expected story- only sketches, not expected moral but only a sort of visual perfume or silk scarf. A sort of eccentric delight , few controversies seed and a presumed story like a steam.
The set, the objects, the clothes - they are the authentic story and this Paris - Shanghai , a Fantasy, being...a fantasy, can not be the exception.
So, the gift is the feeling after the final credits. And the nice state of confusion, fruit of naivety to imagine a story in classic manner.
