BRUNCH AT LONGCHAMP

Two o’clock at Longchamp.

Brunch is still on the table as the horses thunder past.

Conversations pause, binoculars rise and, for a few seconds, every eye turns toward the track.

Around it, Paris is dressed for the occasion — hats, tailoring, flowers and the quiet elegance of a Sunday afternoon.

Between the table and the finish line, time seems to slow.

BRUNCH AT LONGCHAMP.

PRIVATE RELEASE — FALL 2026