High in etiquette, low in morals.
Full of the refineries of ornate 17th century France, bent on the fun and frivolities of a bawdy soiree. These parading peacocks make your champagne and chandeliers complete.
He bows with a flourish of his handkerchief, she glances mysteriously over her fan.
Splendiferous in frills and high white wigs, they seduce their audience into spontaneous acts of flirtation and random acts of dance.
Refined, yet naughty. Enough suppressed sexuality to burn a hole in your napkin.