Lorelei finds herself in Paris, entertaining various “gentlemen” as per usual. Here is her take on night life:

“So last night we went to the Foley Bergere and it was really devine. I mean it was very very artistic because it had girls in it that were in the nude.”

A brilliant dig at what constituted “art” at the time and justified men frequenting the Folies Bergere…. I like the tea bag tag acting as “cover.”

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