Inside Chanel's Black Pyramid

So I entered the pyramid on its last day but one. Chanel Fine Jewelry it reads outside, so you can expect no haute couture nor perfumes of any number inside. After crossing the quasi-medieval drawing bridge, and going past one of the many burly security guards, you enter a semi-dark room, and the first thing you see is the effigy of a reclining woman. But that is just decoration. Look around and you’ll see the jewelry, the luxurious necklaces and rings, a row of emeralds, rubies. This is the kind of place where, if you have to ask the price, you can’t afford it.
The most interesting feature to me was the table in the middle. I could only compare it to a black lake, with the pieces of jewelry moving around on circular magnets across the surface. Fascinating, because I’m not technical enough to figure out by myself how it works. Then there’s also footage of a horse, stables, fields. For some reason, that film attracted the attention of the public inside, several of them speaking Japanese.
Tomorrow evening, the doors to the pyramid will close, and, the ladies inside told me, the structure will disappear forever. Until the Grand Formosa Regent finds another brand willing to use the space in front of the hotel.