A woman of my kind

“It appears as if we’ve come across this rouged monarch draped in his royal robes (Cremant du Roi) during a transcendent moment, carried away on the exquisite proboscis-tickling bubbles of Veuve Amiot sparkling wine. A convincing design of infinite charm that effortlessly persuades without sacrificing one jot of intimate amusement. In 1884, Elisa Amiot suddenly […]

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