Storm

A neat and tidy little suburb, it's the birthday of the eldest in the family. Speeches, refined buffet, Sunday clothes, children's boredom... Suddenly, the drinks fizz in their decanters, the ladies' chignons unfurl, the dresses and tablecloths swell... even though there is not a breath Wind ! The guests start barking, the father sings an Italian opera tune, the strict outfits are covered in multicolored polka dots – everywhere, bursts of color cover the grayness… and the children are having a blast!