Putain des Palaces Etat Libre d'Orange 2006

She enters the hall and each of her movements is underlined with a murmur of decadent society. Everyone wants to be near her, but nobody wants to be publicly associated with her. The hair strictly tied to the back, a penetrating self-confident look with which she greets each of her guests wordlessly and a light but mysterious scent that fills the room together with her. She lets the thin leather coat slide from her shoulders and sets the scene for her floral dress with roses, lily of the valley and violets. Silence. Astonished glances streaked each other and nobody really wanted to believe that the courtesan could be completely different, as everyone believed. Once again, with her head held high, she throws her self-confident gaze into the round and this time accepted a clear portion of admiration. With this wordless performance she was able to clean up the rumours around her in a highly professional and purposeful way. Chapeau, proud woman!