Coco Chanel Page #7

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Not just for hats.

But to sell comfortable clothing.

Sportswear for women.

And not only rich women either.

If you think you can handle it all...

I'll back you all the way.

Risk is what life is all about.

And you know who told me that...

I take one.

We need to get back to Paris...

immediately.

Why?

War... could break out at any moment.

You say you hate the English,

yet you volunteer to fight for them.

It's my duty.

That detestable uniform becomes you.

Stay another day.

The Germans are

thirty kilometres from Paris now.

You have to leave too,

as soon as possible.

Go back to Deauville, it's safer there,

and you can open your shop.

I made this for you.

Don't be afraid. I'll be back.

But I am afraid.

I always have the same nightmare.

Every day and every night.

There is a man I love...

but he goes away.

I try to keep him with me,

but I can't.

I have to go.

And I have to stay.

Oh here it is.

Well, this is perfect.

I don't know.

I don't see many people around.

Women have to wear clothes

even in times of war.

Don't they?

I had to leave my

whole wardrobe in Paris...

and all the servants too.

We only have one maid here with us.

Can you feel how soft the fabric is?

How it moves with you?

Try walking.

And you can put them on easily...

by yourself.

Armand. What do you think?

It's indecent!

Put it on the table and unroll it.

Stand still.

Can't you design on paper

like anyone else?

I've never been able to draw

and you know it.

Coco, isn't it too short?

Women need to be comfortable.

Rich women because they no longer

have their maids to dress them...

the poor because they need to work.

And they'll all be dressed

in the same way.

Let's have a look.

My darling.

Everything has changed here.

Deauville is full of women...

old people and children...

everyone who escaped Paris.

How sad life is without men...

especially you, my darling.

The number of injured rises here

in Deauville each day.

I wish I could do more for them.

During the day, I keep the shop open

and the night

I work for the Red Cross.

Business is beginning to go well.

Which seems so at odds

with tragedy all around us.

Hey! I need a medical officer here.

Come on! Quick, quick!

Lieutenant, I've got a telegram here

from the President of

the Army Commission.

Clemenceau?

He wants to see you.

When? Immediately.

Yes Sir. Thank you sir.

Diana?

Boy!

Seems like a lifetime ago

since we last saw each other.

Have you been at the front for long?

My husband and my brother

died at Verdun.

Serving the Red Cross, I feel like

I'm still close to them.

I'm terribly sorry.

Stay safe.

There's nothing left.

Wool, velvet, silk...

Poiret took the lot.

Have you got any jersey?

Jersey?

I thought you made women's clothing.

Not overalls for the workers.

Let me decide what material to use.

I need some jersey.

I'll take all you have.

Will you sell it to me or not?

I thought I'd never sell this lot.

Then I'll take it for half price.

It hangs so nicely.

And it's so soft.

Is it cashmere?

It's jersey, Madame.

The effect is the same.

But it's less expensive.

Well, if that's the case,

my husband will certainly like it.

Coco, my darling.

I can't stop thinking of our

last night together here at the Ritz.

The city is dark and desolate.

And the Germans are close.

I've been assigned a job which

requires a great deal of travel.

I'll have to act as a go-between...

for all the Allies' military units.

That's all I can say at the moment.

I miss you... with my whole heart.

The only thought that has given me

the strength to go on...

day after day... is that you exist...

that you wake up... breathe...

and walk through the streets freely...

so far from me...

but under the same vast sky.

Thank you

I am pleased you liked it

Good bye!

Good bye

Mademoiselle.

Your clothes are

well-suited to these sad times.

Your jersey is going to

transform women...

into little malnourished

switchboard operators.

I don't see anything wrong with that...

since women are working

at switchboards and in factories.

Even they deserve to dress elegantly.

I focus on a totally

different class of customers.

It's a shame they have

ceased to focus on you.

You lack... imagination, my dear.

That's why you dress women like...

shop assistants.

Better shop assistants...

than female slaves off

to the Turkish baths.

Coco!

Boy is here!

Really?

Really, I saw him.

Where?

On the beach. Go!

Go!

I was crazy to lay down

conditions for you.

I wanted to be successful and independent.

Tell me that we are always together.

Tell me if you like this.

This war will mean nothing.

And history will only repeat itself,

without dialogue between governments.

A thought might end a book like this.

What title did you finally decided on?

Reflections on a Victory

Hmm, I think it's wonderful.

The editor likes it too.

He is organizing a big launch

in London.

We can make it our honeymoon.

And you did all this by yourself.

I never have been able

to do that without you.

My talent. Your money.

Remember?

I once told you I would give you

back every cent.

You don't need me any more.

I don't know if I like that.

I need you forever.

The war is over!

The war is over!

The war is over!

It's perfect!

We'll take it.

The ground floor will easily accommodate

a tallieur and a workshop.

The ground floor?

No, no, no, no, no, no.

I will take the entire building.

But there are six floors, Madame.

That will be enough.

For now.

Adrienne!

Excuse me.

My darling!

Oh, Maurice!

I love you!

I can't believe it!

She couldn't choose another date?

I can't do that to Adrienne.

She is waiting...

... a whole life to get marry.

Just can't miss her wedding.

If I only know!

I'm so sorry, Boy.

Don't worry.

I'll manage all the same.

I'll be waiting for you.

Come back soon.

I love you.

Number1, has less bergamot.

Number2, more bergamot.

Alright. Alright.

They both have 80 fragrances

in each of these samples.

It is enough to baffle the senses.

This one.

And have you thought of a name?

Number 5.

Chanel number 5.

I am sure that this will be

my lucky number.

Come on, quick!

Here we go.

I miss this job.

But... most of all,

I miss you.

Darling, you are the one who decided

that a married woman shouldn't work.

Maurice isn't like Boy.

And I'm not like you.

You would never sacrifice your work.

And you be wrong to do so.

If...

I just think how you began...

and now...

Look at all you done!

You're right.

But if he asked me, I marry him

tomorrow without any strings attached.

Thank you.

The title of the book shows a

remarkable foresight, Mr. Capel.

Diana!

What a lovely surprise!

And... how are you holding up?

Better. Now that the war is over.

Will you sign it for me?

Yes, of course.

My darling! Coco!

How wonderful to see you!

You are looking as beautiful as ever.

Thankyou.

I heard you opened a shop

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