And you are wearing an enormous and hooped, pastel-coloured silk skirt adorned with all types of frills, ribbons, and bows, and this is also complemented by a huge and puffed updo.
Or in the case of men, you have a curly, powdered wig on your head and your face is covered with thick layers of dough-like paint. And you are all dressed up in an elegant and embroidered velvet knee-length coat on top of a ruffled linen shirt and a pair of darker blue knee-breeches, and the outfit then made complete with leather shoes with shiny buckles. This is whilst all along showing off your legs in ribbed linen stockings!
And you, whoever you are, man or woman, will then meander aimlessly through sophisticatedly elaborate corridors and staircases with a repetition of large windows overlooking around 800 hectares of land, sumptuous apartments clothed in lavish red damask, as everything you touch turns to gold, and all the time under the stern gaze of your ancestors forever immortalised in grand paintings.
Then the clock chimes the time of the day to dine and be merry; and the charming women bat their eyelashes, fan themselves, and powder their noses coquettishly, artfully luring eligible male counterparts.
And some time later, you, our protagonist, are dancing delightfully with the damsel or man of your dreams amidst a medley of frocks and beneath murals of predominantly ethereal whites, blues and golden browns as if the skies are almost within reach.
And some wander away as a thousand lighted candles reveal the way through this labyrinthian palace.
Imagine…Or maybe even not!