As Jeremy Irons, as Claus von Bulow, says, in his over-the-top, exaggeratedly laconic upper crust British drawl:
"Her bahhhhhthroom was her private sank-sheeary. Neyow one entuhed it, except the maid, of cawse, to clean up. Sometimes she stayed thaah for HAWRES, or se-ow 't seemed. One could ehonly speculate what goes on behind the closed dawwhz."
Such is the apt description of the bathroom of Sonny von Bulow, the scene of her demise, and the metaphor for her overly-indulgent life.
The Newport, Rhode Island "cottage" - 
Bedroom
Foyer
And finally, two of the stranger shots in this anatomy of highly decorous, louche depravity:
Notice the gilded-footed, enamel ornamental desktop statuettes depicting two frogs..... copulating, doggie-style. Lovely!
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