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.