Editor’s note: With Henri’s record of winning over Emperors, Princesses and even hardened warriors, we’ve let him take over a bit of PR. It’s not a “Job”, mind you–he’d never accept if it were, and there’s a chance he may disappear on horseback at any minute. Our very own Raconteur will be sharing some important stories from our history–he’s brought the vodka with him, but pace yourself- that stuff is not to be taken lightly.
A royal renegade is in need of advice– but is he prepared for Henri’s revolutionary suggestions?
🎵Twinkle, twinkle, little Henri 🎵
Team Moser find themselves in a horological mecca, a hotspot for watchmaking since the 1600s…
Henri consoles a man facing a stark decision. But with Henri’s tender (and very politically correct) advice, perhaps there’ll be a happy ending after all...
There was no question about it. Watches were Papa’s vocation, and his talent was unmistakable. But I’ll tell you a little secret he didn’t like to reveal...
Henri here! Hello. Grüezi! Здравствуйте. Enchanté, I’m sure. So I’ve been cast as the Moser historian, and for chronology’s sake, I suppose we ought to go back to the very beginning of this story. We’ll set the scene with my father, Papa Moser.
Henri Moser may be dead, but as a man of irrepressible taste, we've resurrected him to answer your most urgent style questions. This week: a best man with a plan.
The luxury industry doesn’t tend to go in for humor. We, however, do. If you like beautiful things and you’ve remained a lucid human being, first of all, congratulations. Second of all, welcome home. Welcome to Pioneer Chronicles.