"I am not just a necklace; I am hers. Exclusively for her.

The black pearl in her gaze and the reflection of an unforgettable stroll along the Parisian nights.

I delicately kiss her neck, the only true luxury of an aesthete's life, and am already nothing more than the man who accompanies her.

The timeless symbol of a gentleman, that of Jackie and all the others...

For the love of beautiful stories, if elegance and passion were to become an art of living, I would make myself both the artist and the manifesto, just for her."