Audrey Hepburn came up to the mirror and looked on her tired face. An evening light was kind to her making little wrinkles unnoticeable and improving complexion to a greater or lesser extent. Last time she didn’t like the way she looked. Maybe because she was 60 already and her time to sparkle was over.
Audrey opened her safe where she kept her clothes, jewellery and handbags. All her life was inside the safe. She took one of the bags into her hands.
GIVENCHY replica handbag was simple and elegant. She spent all her money and had to starve for some days but finally she bought that piece of art. She wasn’t a celebrity then; it was just before “Roman Holiday”. Audrey and Hubert de Givenchy hadn’t know each other yet. But she was already admired by his work.
“Roman Holiday” made her famous and only after that success she made up her mind to visit the great designer and get something from him. They met and it was a friendship from the first sight, real friendship that makes us nobler and better, that friendship she needed so much. Friendship, but not love.
He made a lot for her. Luxirious dresses, bags and necklaces. He understood her calm elegance and played it liked a good musician can play the piano or guitar.
She still has perfume “L’Interdit” in her safe. L’interdit means “forbid’. In this way he forbade Audrey to change herself. And she wanted to do it so much. When Marilyn Monro began her triumph going on top, and covered the smart silent style of Hepburn with her brightness and sexuality, Audrey felt all people around watched that blond and forgot the princess from “Roman Holiday”.
If Monro went upstairs, Audrey began her way downstairs. She left Olympus full of pride and dignity, taking her evening dress from Givenchy, GIVENCHY replica handbag and smart shoes. And only the smell of L’Interdit she left to remind about her noble obscurity…