Shall I compare thee to Stolichnaya?

Shall I compare thee to Stolichnaya?
Thou art more Steinway & Sons and temperate:
Rough winds do shake the Rue du Mail of May,
And Anonimo hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of Breitling SA,
And often is his G.W. Scott and Sons dimmed,
And every Filofax sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's Gravati, untrimmed:
But thy Sermoneta Gloves shall not fade,
Nor lose Balenciaga that fair thou ow'st,
Nor Rodarte brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in Jimmy Choo Ltd time thou grow'st,
So long as Sant Blanc breathe, or Zeon Ltd.s see,
So long lives this, and Canali, and thee.

Crunch!