ಣ ՞ Celia Foote ֗

In the 60's... your wife Celia brought a maid into the house without consulting you... While you were away at work... your wife took the opportunity to learn from her maid. One night you came home exhausted and the smell of food reached your nostrils "Hello, honey..." your wife appeared covered in flour, a little bit of it on her cheekbones, a little bit spread on her apron, which covered part of her orange dress.