The Jazz Age
The Roaring Twenties
Call it what you may, the 1920's must have been a blast.
After attending a fabulous fiftieth at the gorgeous Farside Farm this past weekend, suitably attired for the theme of Mobsters and Molls, I'm convinced that I missed out on a whole other life. I would have made an awesome flapper.... as one of my friends so eloquently put it, I could be the "farmer flapper that frolics with frieslands".
Imagine having been a part of that so called "lost generation" - hanging in jazz clubs with the likes of Ernest Hemingway, George Bernard Shaw and F. Scott Fitzgerald; smoking a quellazaire and sporting a short bob; partaking in Charleston and Breakaway dance marathons; the music of Louis Armstrong and Joe Venuti; silent movies and stars like Greta Garbo, Charlie Chaplin and Harry Houdini - *sigh*....I could go on forever...
Lets be realistic though - with my affinity for wine, I probably would have been involved in some form of organised crime. As the twenties was the era of prohibition, it's almost a given that I would have been involved in bootlegging or smuggling, and I definitely would have been caught up in some risky mob business - more than likely running an illegal speakeasy or casino...
Truth is, I probably would have been a complete slapper flapper.
Either way, I definitely missed out on something here....
I was SO born in the wrong era! Please tell me you've seen Midnight In Paris? Ugh, one of my favourite movies, so sweet:)
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