a film for my mom's favourite bijoutier -Cartier- by Bruno Aveillan:
as a child, i used to dread having to shop with my mom anywhere near a Cartier, because we would inevitably end up at Cartier for at least two hours. my mother would spend a infinite & torturous amount of time inspecting everything they had, and then asking me for my opinion, which was fine for the first 5 minutes, but not for hours & hours on end... when i turned 12 or 13, i finally put my foot down & refused to go through that ordeal, storming out & going shopping on my own & for myself, while she figured out which Cartier was the one... oh the glorious eighties!
