Please understand that I do not wish to appear a braggart, but my education was quite rigorous and my subsequent renown justified. My movements were beautiful language: stationing myself to rest upon my client’s chest signified that her love for the object of her affection was breaking her heart. Rapidly shuttering my appendages implied jealously, whereas a slow crawl through the length of my Mistress’s hand would announce to all that she was married.
My career is a blur of masquerade balls and debonair sundries, at which I always performed while impeccably dressed. My coworkers were dedicated, but not all possessed could successfully sustain their ambition or dexterity over a period of years, as did I. The portable smart telephone popular today may captivate young ladies with their modernity and shiny countenances, but I hold that among fashion accessories, true elegance must be flapped.