Jean-Luc Champollion is what the French call a homme à femmes. The charming gallery owner has always been a hit with the ladies and he wants nothing more than to live out his days in the company of beautiful women and his faithful dalmatian, Cézanne. Then a letter arrives in the post, and his life changes course. The letter is a love letter, a delightful love letter, but it doesn’t say who it is from.
Jean-Luc is baffled, but he decides to play along. The writer has given him an email address, so he sends a message, hoping to unmask the identity of the mysterious stranger who seems to know him so well. Searching through his past like a detective, he follows up the clues in the stranger’s letters not realizing that he is beginning to fall in love.
The object of his passion exists only in words and in his imagination, but he comes to know this woman better than the pictures in his gallery, even though he has never seen her face. Or has he?