Life had gone weird, properly weird - and we needed someone who could make sense of it. Or at least look good while narrating the chaos. So we threw Helena Bonham Carter into a gravity warp. Dogs floated. Furniture twisted. A hallway defied physics. Amid the madness, there was one thing that didn’t budge: the sofa. 

This wasn’t a furniture ad. This was a love letter to the only thing holding reality together. 

Helena just happened to be there.