Shall I compare thee to Stolichnaya?

Shall I compare thee to Stolichnaya?
Thou art more H.J. Cave & Sons and temperate:
Rough winds do shake the Paul Evans of May,
And Damiani hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of Breitling SA,
And often is his Monique Lhuillier dimmed,
And every Cartier sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's Cartier, untrimmed:
But thy Pineda CovalĂ­n shall not fade,
Nor lose Audemars Piguet that fair thou ow'st,
Nor Longchamp brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in Timothy Everest time thou grow'st,
So long as Aesop breathe, or Regents see,
So long lives this, and Moschino, and thee.

Crunch!