One thing is certainly clear: these conquests (pictured right) are but late freed from the bonds of momentous passion. Note the interlocking arms, the glowing satisfaction. The implicit sorority of Eros can be physically wrung out of their uniforms. You can practically smell it on the lens. What does this have to do with Alejandro's mother?
Aloysia Sigea came from a long line of courtesan's and accountants. This distinctive lineage cemented within her soul the two passions of her life: ardor and order. She could easily seduce an entire village before noon and enter each conquest into her highly detailed logbook (unfortunately burned by Alejandro at her deathbed).
And yet perhaps her desire for order devolved into fetishism. Aloysia would most often require her conquests to wear uniforms representing a single late morning escapade. Whether she was attempting to foreshadow the Freudian compulsion to repeat, to establish free love chapters, or simply to track her volume, was never clear.
And although her logbooks were tragically lost due to her son's puritanical leanings her magnum opus does survive: a compendium of erotic writings compiled in collaboration with her husband to be: Angus MacDougal .