In black-and-white, Mariah Carey view the ocean from the balcony of her Los Angeles, California mansion.
She sits in the passenger seat of a car, running her hand over the lining of the open window.
She drives to Hollywood in her convertible. Carrying her fur coat over her shoulders, she walks on the stars of the Hollywood Walk of Fame and puts on her sunglasses.
Inside her home, she sits on a chair, wearing a bathrobe.
Wearing a lace bustier bodysuit, she stands on her patio.
She sips a cup of tea while sitting in the chair.
She leans against a store window along Hollywood and Vine.
Lying on the floor of her foyer, she touches her face.
She giggles as she films herself in the bathroom. She blows a kiss and sings into her comb.
In a bathrobe, Mariah Carey slices into a bagel and takes an orange out of the refrigerator. She notices there isn’t much fruit and or vegetables. She writes them on the list. Maybe she’ll go tomorrow the farmer’s market. She dances as she waits for the tea. It’s so nice to do some things for herself. With her maid off for the weekend, she finally has a chance to use the kitchen. She reads a note from the maid, stating there are some pre-made meals in the freezer for her. She texts her accountant and asks him to give her a maid a raise.
For about two hours, she sips her tea while sitting by the window. The breeze and salty ocean air filter inside. She dozes off in the chair. Around noon, she gets dressed. She notifies her bodyguards she plans on going to Hollywood.
While driving into the city, she peers into the mirror. She hasn’t driven in a while. Her heels sit on the seat on the next to her. Behind her, she sees her bodyguards and turns the radio up. As she parks, they help her out of the car. She walks on Hollywood and Vine, pausing at her star.
The store manager greets her at the Louis Vuitton store on Rodeo Drive. She mentions the jewelry department has put aside several pieces for her. A sales clerk stares at the glass as she presents a necklace for her. Carey nods and says she’ll take it. Carey picks out some handbags and thanks the store manager for the private shopping time. Her bodyguard takes her bag and tells her La Perla has set aside 2 hours for her in the late afternoon. Carey says she’s starting to get hungry anyway and they can go to Urasawa. She’s craving sushi. Her bodyguard makes the call and arranges a booth for her.
At around 6 p.m., she returns home and drinks some wine as she lounges in the chair. She wraps her bathrobe around and gazes at the city.
Director: N/A Year: 2018