The queen's boudoir saw in its lifetime not only dresses and jewelry in the light of candles, it hid much more interesting secrets.
⠀ In the evening, after another noisy ball, Antoinette came to the boudoir with her assistant. The maid of honor, in a half-whisper, scolding her mistress's losses on the card table, unlaced an endless row of corset loops. ⠀⠀
⠀Suddenly Antoinette turned to face her and their eyes met. Their lips have never been so close ... a couple of seconds of embarrassment of the lady-in-waiting ... And now she kneels down and tenderly kisses the pink stripes that the rigid corset left on the snow-white skin. Now pink is associated only with this secret place, BOUDOIR ... ⠀⠀