The end of the 20's

 I did get enough of the 1920's.

 Today will be my last look in the 20's biography..and today will be my last blog post about it. I am quite happy with how the dress turned out. It's more me than the 20's and when it was done I did have the moment of wanting to do it all over again and better! but in the end I do like it as it is. My favourite part, as always, is the decorations. It took me about 2 days, but I figured it out and got my beads there in the end! 

Unfortunately I was in too much of a hurry to take any pictures of my flapper look before the party (just imagine red lips and lots of eye make-up! never got the finger wave to work)..and once I was at the party the arrogant child of the 20's came out of me more and more for every glass of wine (after all,wasn't this the time to misbehave?), so no pictures.. and that is no bad thing! so this will have to be enough. 

As expected, my inner flapper went to my head and out again.. The weekend ended in a truly Swedish way: midsummer dinner! now the summer is officially here..(question mark?)

Beads, beads, beads..

So just a quicky before lunch! 20's dress finished..sort of. I just need to fasten some shoulder straps and then there is the beads...I predict a day filled with those tiny glass balls. So far my dress is very light and flowy, so to get that heavy strait 20's look I will cover it in beads! The future may tell how that turns out later on..

And because I can't do things just a little bit..my life is now filled with jazz and "anything goes" (biography of the roaring twenties") and the Great Gatsby (film, not book..I'm not completely head under water)

..There is no way I wont be tired of this by the end of the week! Which is just as well! because on Friday night begins Scandinavian midsummer. I can just jump right from one obsession to another. That's how I like my dress ups..followed by pagan superstitions.

Into the 1920's

So, completely not following anything up here, I'm going to tell you about my tiny jump into the 1920's. 

The 20's is not a very favoured decade for me, seeing as it's mostly about short hair and no curves it is clearly not for me..and how ever liberal opinions and adventurous life, I am no flapper.  I might like the continuing-into-the-20th-century bohemianism and I find Freud hilarious! There is just a childlike glamour about it that's never appealed to me. 

an other time in the 20's

But there is one thing!  the beaded short dresses and the dark make-up. Ok two things then. And jazz, so three things!I'd say three things are enough to pass for a 1920's flapper, so that's what I will be doing next weekend, in the spirit of the new ' the Great Gatsby' film...and a new dress to go with it. I say 'new' in the same way I always mean it: re-made. This time it's my old bedsheets that will be cut up and re-made into a 1920's dress. It will be red silk (because I was clearly morbid at an early age) , bias cut and beaded. I went for a later 20's design with a low back, because the usual flapper shape with a clearly marked gathered low waistline looked positively dreadful (see what i did there!) on this body of mine. And because there is no half way when pretending..I obviously had to read up on the 20's! Wish me luck on the flapper slang people..

Ps. Jay Gatsby needs to remove his idealism-goggles.