The night everything changedAn evening for eternity

He had announced nothing. Revealed nothing.

Two hundred guests, a summer evening in Saint-Tropez, the May light upon the water, and he, alone in knowing what he was about to do.

What he did, no one anticipated.

And it was precisely this that rendered the moment unforgettable.

Some marriage proposals are foreseen. This one was not. It took the form of an utterly free, completely unexpected gesture, the kind recounted for years afterwards, eyes sparkling, never quite managing to explain its precise beauty.

Our role, that evening, was invisible. As ever.

We do not stage love.We cultivate the conditions for it to express itself as it wishes.