A look at the book I am writing.

First, I must apologize as the final touch is not there yet and will need a lot of corrections. However I would love to get comments and feedbacks for helping me to carry-on.

But we also had beautiful evenings and full of elegance. For a hundred people, the pianist Lang Lang was invited and we rented a splendid piano so that he could offer us a mini private concert.
Claudia Cardinale had dazzled me with its imposing presence and charm. She is infinitely kind and her charm is incredible.
Helene de Fougerolle is also superb. Great discretion and exemplary living. Same for her friend at the time, Antoine Arnauld. They came in a banal car with two bodyguards on a motorcycle.
The day Kathy Perry came, we struggled to contain the horde of reporters and paparazzis who massed at the door of the building and harassed the caretaker of questions that he could not answer. She has an imposing presence and an extraordinary kindness. Perfect education and thanking for the evening. And to spoil nothing, she is really very beautiful.
Philippe Katherine will have shone by his lack of simplicity when I did not even know him. His repertoire is as insignificant as he is, but the man is full of greatness over his talent.
Philipe Starck remains discreet and is courteous to everyone.
Clive Davis is one of my favorites. What talent ! He is not humble but he at least he could afford it. He compliments and always thanks the employees who took care of him. Everyone admires him and when he told us anecdotes, a great silence invaded the room to listen to the master of musical discoveries.
A great friend of Kevin is the talented couturier Alexis Mabille. He is very funny and kind. His talent is refined just like him.
In almost every evening, I found the eternals like Ricardo and Emile, Joseph and his wife, and other friends of Kevin’s. Friends that I also found in Saint Tropez and New York. Among them, my best memories are with Graeme and Daniel. Both are Canadians living in the United States. The most discreet is Graeme, who is the logistical leader for the UN.
My work schedules were limitless. I worked seven days a week and could only take days off when Kevin left somewhere. I was very often, extremely exhausted. I used to sleep in the car while waiting outside of a nightclub or trendy club outing. There was no reason for me to wait for hours and often to escort guests to the other side of Paris. Everything was normal for Kevin. I was inwardly inflamed sometimes but always I remained in love with my work and told myself that I had an insolent chance to work for such a gentleman. The rage disappeared and pleasure regained its right. He abused but who else could offer me the luxury in which I lived?