The Flapper Handbook

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

I feel so comfortable talking to all you fashionistas reading my blog that I decided I would let you in on a little secret...

I am in the middle of a whirlwind love affair. An affair so passionate that Gatsby would be incredulous. And ironically Gatsby indeed has much to do with said affair because the Mars to my Venus in this instance is Gatsby's creator: Mr. F. Scott Fitzgerald himself. I am in the midst of reading This Side of Paradise and so far it is capturing one of my favorite eras (The Golden Age: the 1920's) as perfectly as The Great Gatsby (my number one favorite novel EVER.) did. I read the introduction and was pleased to see that this novel is "credited with having invented the flapper; some newspapers even claimed that girls used it as an instruction manual" (This Side of Paradise, Scribner: 1920). I was reading today and thought how much literature influences  what I wear. As much effort as Fitzgerald puts into his descriptions, I try to mimic in my wardrobe. Fitzgerald's New York in This Side of Paradise is the key to my inspiration of the day: "[Amory's] glimpse of [New York] as a vivid whiteness against a deep blue sky had left a picture of splendor that rivalled the dream cities in the Arabian Nights; but this time he saw it by electric light, and romance gleamed from the chariot-race sign on Broadway and from the women's eyes at the Astor..." (Fitzgerald 31). The atmosphere and the vibrancy of the 20's are inspiring and therefore an excellent opportunity to express those thoughts. Here's what I came up with:

dress: Gap tights: Capezio (dance tights) shoes: Mia Girl [via DSW] headband: Target
belt: thrifted [via mom's closet]
Drop-waist dresses and skirts, playful headbands, and bold colorblocking all have roots in the 20's. I also would like to point out this outfit as an opportunity to refute the "no white after labor day" rule. As we see the Flapper emerge in this ear, along with her comes the boyish defiance of all things strict and orderly. I'll raise my bootleg alcohol glass to that.

And speaking of raising glasses, I would like to propose a toast to the lovely, beautiful class of 2012 at my high school who are the reason my name appears under the senior superlative nomination of "Most Stylish." I cannot thank anyone who nominated me enough. Just being a candidate is the biggest compliment anyone could bestow on me. All I can say is thank you, thank you, thank you. You are the reason I get dressed in the morning, class of 2012. Love Always.

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