London in the 1960s, Carnaby Street, the smell of pot in the air along with the raw music of a new generation; a woman of a certain age and another era, addicted to collecting beautiful objects falls in love with a much younger man instead of his more “suitable” older uncle. Finding the young man is already entangled with a girl, she uses her guile to crush the young woman’s hopes only to discover a second, male suitor has secured the young man for himself using her very own methods. The world around her accepts that with the passing years we all must change, but she will not bend. This is a story about the power of beauty, who has it, who discovers it, and who finds it… slipping through her hands with the passage of time.