Brad Pitt, or Mr. Chanel.

Aw, yeah, Brad.

We see  a man, yet not his visage. We see his hair, his shirt. The music is classic. Will this man affix his gaze upon us? Will he play it cool, as in demure? Yearning, yearning, yearning for his gaze, his voice. What is next? It is the essence of Chanel No. 5. Mystery lives. Gender reversal is the new black. Meow!