MOCKBERG ノベルティフェアを開催

2017年11月、伊勢丹新宿店でのローンチを皮切りに、日本への本格上陸を果たした「MOCKBERG(モックバーグ)」。現在は、国内の一部の限られた店舗でのみ展開されています。期間中、HºM’S” WatchStore全店ではノベルティフェアとして、ブランドロゴを配したブレスレットをプレゼント致します。

日本でこのスペシャルなブレスレットを手にできるのは今回のフェアのみとなっております。是非お誘い合わせの上、ご来店くださいませ。

[開催期間]
2018年1月19日(金)~2018年2月8日(木)

[開催店舗]
HºM'S"ウォッチストア 表参道店
[お問い合わせ] TEL 03-6438-9321

HºM'S"ウォッチストア ルクアイーレ店
[お問い合わせ] TEL 06-6136-5504

HºM'S"ウォッチストア 渋谷駅・東急東横店
[お問い合わせ] TEL 03-3461-0289

HºM'S"ウォッチストア HINKA RINKA 銀座店
[お問い合わせ] TEL 03-6264-6554

HºM'S"ウォッチストア 名古屋ラシック店
[お問い合わせ] TEL 052-259-6464

ビヨンクール 西武池袋店
[お問い合わせ] TEL 03-5949-2275

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One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me?” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table – Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops

NEWS TITLE

One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me?” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table – Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops

NEWS TITLE

One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me?” he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table – Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops