There's something ridiculously fun abut the idea of an Hermès bicycle. I mean... at $4000 for a "one size fits most" frame, it had better do all of the cycling for me. True, there are the finer details which I've skipped over. The glorious orange lacquered stainless steel. The touches of Taurillon Clemence leather on the seat and handles. The unmistakable orangeness of it all.

This is exactly the type of creation that I want someone to own. I'd like to think that there's a couple who packed up their corporate lifestyle, moves to the south of France and ride into town every other day on their matching Hermès bikes. I like to imagine they've outfitted them with leather baskets on the side of the rear wheel well that allows them to bring home bottles of wine, fresh fromage and other necessary provisions.

On days when they aren't entertaining friends, they'll tool around on the coast and venture where no cars could possibly venture, all whilst practicing their now nearly fluent French. To this couple, this pair of tangerine cycles were a worthy investment. Transportation. Necessities. A commitment to their new life. A better life. Anything else would be downright uncivilized. Don't you think?