Louis is a very distinguished gentleman who somehow looks like a man with a passport full of stamps, a lawyer on retainer, and at least one story that begins with, “In my defense…”
That little eye patch? We asked about it once. Louis simply stared at us.
There are rumors.
Louis maintains that the entire Monte Carlo situation was a misunderstanding involving a charcuterie board, a tennis ball, and one extremely judgmental maître d’.
He enjoys the finer things in life: quiet mornings, excellent food, soft bedding, and being carried when it is entirely unnecessary.
Louis has no job.
No income.
No assets that we can verify.
And yet, he carries himself like your family has been leasing property from his family since the reign of Louis XIV.
At the rate this litter is growing, Louis may become a very substantial gentleman. His future family should be prepared to provide a study, a comfortable couch, a generous cheese allowance, discretion, and absolutely no cooperation with international authorities.
Please understand that we cannot confirm Louis has ever visited the French Riviera.
We also cannot confirm that he hasn’t.