In light of the fact that I am utterly incapable of dressing myself...
(...as any self-respecting noblewoman really ought to be, I might add in my defense), I am hereby soliciting applications for a maidservant.
Her duties shall be confined to lacing me, ensuring that I do not leave the house a sartorial failure, bringing my morning chocolate, and removing all traces of a gentleman's presence from my bedchamber before the next gentleman arrives.
The fourth is somewhat tentative at the moment, but one should always be prepared for the possibility of a total moral collapse.
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