"I do not have a country house, I do not have a car. Tortoiseshell My glasses are my second home. Made to measure, they fill me with happiness, I think the French are not enough English. English have a notion of comfort that you hate France because the French are moralizing. they feel comfortable, it's wrong. And I feel good with my glasses. I am not obliged to change horses every year and a half when my eyesight. now it is final! The model is deposited in my name, which appears within the industry. I decided to become like Aristide Briand with his scarf Red. The shell is difficult to choose. ago gradations in color, my frame is cherry: it took me three half-days to decide. should descend into a cave, a cave at the Palais-Royal, fetching as Orpheus Eurydice. You enter the mysterious cave Vulcan bezel. I like how objects are made. I love to see artisans at work. optician took the curve of my nose so that they to conform to the shape. then amusing sketch was drawn, as the plan of a military campaign. My glasses, this is the battle of Austerlitz. should win the hump, curvature, wings ... I must regularly be repolished. The shell is a living material, it tarnishes. My glasses have delicate age with me. This object gives me the assurance of something. I'm not sure of anything except they . teenager, it was not fashionable to wear was odious. I chose contact lenses. I lost. As a cartoon, they giclaient my eye ... wear these glasses TODAY ' Today is a kind of revenge on my adolescence. When I want to be a little quiet, I withdraw. Without glasses, I have a pointillist painting by Signac before his eyes. And for cheap! Regrets Diderot wrote on my old dress room. If I was deprived of this accessory, it would be: "Regrets on my old glasses." "

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