A flower does not choose its colour; its beauty is the desire of others... An ancient picture frame and a forgotten parchment lead two generations of one family into the world of Renaissance Florence. Both artefacts pose the same questions; were Sandro Botticelli and Simonetta Vespucci lovers? Do the women in his paintings, including The Birth of Venus, really depict the young Florentine beauty? Can any man love one woman so intensely and for so long?