One day in Hamburg, I couldn’t wait for lunchbreak, couldn’t wait to leave my desk at DDB Hamburg, that is Doyle Dane Bernbach, the agency famous for their work for Volkswagen’s beetle in the 1960s, Lemon, they shouted, Think Small, they advised, and by this they made it to eternity, advertising as it should be, whereas I, well, I hope it wasn’t too bad what I did on this day in 2012, anyway, I digress, I couldn’t wait to leave my desk, a desk with a fabulous view on Hamburg’s Speicherstadt and the Elbphilharmonie that was still being constructed, splendid architecture by Herzog & de Meuron consuming 866 million euros, but I digress again, anyway, I couldn’t wait to get the cup I had fallen in love with the other day, after hours of course, leaving me to wait for it a most inappropriately long amount of time, like Prince Bolkonsky had to wait for Natasha, a day or a year, where’s the difference, my Meissen coffee cup was even more alluring than Tolstoy’s Natasha, it had a green dragon on it, green being a favourite colour of mine, spitting little orange flames, embodying riches, chinoiserie at its best, as ornate as a cup could ever be, and most importantly, it was on sale at John Montag on Ballindamm, a store that had to shut down some time later after it had burned down, anyway, being on sale meant that it was still way too expensive but it made me think I was about to get a bargain, and so I did, in this lunchbreak in 2012, my concentration at work was way better in the afternoon, I can assure you, there’s nothing better than saving money during luchbreak.
Until now, I was delighted with my Lomonosov cobalt net but after reading this wonderful text and seeing this stunning cup and saucer, I’m now green with envy and dreaming of a dragon of my own. However much you paid, it was certainly a bargain worth snapping up.
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Fritzel is delighted to know of your association with the ad agency that helped make him famous.
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Forget green. I went blue, reading two hundred and eighty nine words without a single period. A ‘Journey through Style’ indeed.
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I know this misses the point of your (beautifully-written) prose, but I had no idea that bio of Coco Chanel was so thick!
The coffee looks dee-lish – and why wouldn’t it, in that gorgeous setting.
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It‘s very well researched, hence the thickness!
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