Wearing a Fairey Godmother's dress, Charlotte Russe top, vintage headband, thrifted necklaces, and Jessica Simpson shoes.
How about you? Is anyone else here a flapper of the 21st century? Don't get me wrong; I'm not simply talking about long strings of beads, cropped pixie haircuts and drop-waisted dresses. In the 1920's such things were the height of fashion, going agianst the traditional ankle-length skirt and curls look of the late Edwardian beauty. The flappers stood out against the norm of society, acting in crazy "unladylike" behavior, such as driving a car, dancing the Charleston, and partying all night. In a sense, they were free-spirited, refusing to sucombe to the everday mode of a traditional lifestyle.
In the same way of the 192o's beauties, I think that a lot of us creative fashionistas could be called flappers ourselves. We don't give a hoot to what others think of our style, and prefer to stand apart from our fitted jeans, fitted tee shirt-clad peers. Like the flapper, we wear our hearts on our sleeve; showing the world our opinion by the way we publicly act. The flapper danced in beaded fringe to show her idea of feminine modernism; we make public our ideas of unique creativity with our array of diverse ensembles. It's just the way we are.
And thank you everyone, for all your sweet comments yesterday! *Hugs*
Mwah! Mwah!
~Adela
~Adela
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