Of course you are ignorant of fashion. That's what every high-bred Englishwoman looks for in a maid 
 
Oh my God. The lame artsy flower-analogue continues 
 
"Let me dress you, mylady."
"Nono. I will dress you up in expensive clothes and rubies. Because that is a common thing for a lady to do to her maid."
Is anything in this story not copied from another subpar lesbian story? 
