A typical 'saucy' 20's comedy with a rather innocuous story hiding behind a racy title. Everybody in it is filthy rich (both the Westcourt family and dissolute playboy Gerald Naughton have butlers) and there's plenty of dancing but little else when they get their partners back home.
The use in the title of the plural belies the fact that the plot centres on just one mother: Ethel Westcourt, played by Alice Joyce. (We do not see how her friend Mrs Mazzarene, played by Dorothy Cumming, spends her nights out, but her story - as well as Naughton's - would doubtless have been far naughtier than Ethel's.)
If Ethel's daughter Kittens (played by Clara Bow with an infectious kinetic charm the character would otherwise largely have lacked) had kept her trap shut in the incredible climactic scene in Naughton's lair where most of the cast's paths eventually collide, Ethel would not have been forced to call the bluff of both Kittens and her straying, tombstone-faced banker father Hugh (played by Norman Trevor) in the abrupt unexpected ending, which could only have been possible if Ethel had enjoyed considerable financial means of their own.
