At night they step out in haughty pavanes, seeming like the promise of a long-awaited dawn. With this film, Paris greets us in an epic, fantastical road movie. The camera moves around with fluid skill, parading images of a timelessly modern fashion before our eyes. Every dress, every silhouette captured by the camera is an ardent, lucid exaltation of women’s beauty and their mesmerising femininity. Far from all the darkness and confusion, the ineffable magic of Couture weaves its ever-more concentrated spell, restoring belief in every kind of enchantment.
Alone in the night, proud, majestic Paris sparkles in all its unchanging beauty, like the unwavering, stoic heroine of a future renaissance. In the evening, figures in diaphanous dresses with flowing wind capes and shimmering mother-of-pearl mantles walk around the city, graceful and imperious.