It was ever thus. Click left on image to read. Found at a house sale several years ago, folded up into a small rectangle. I like to think copies were passed from woman to woman, a gesture of sisterhood as they kicked over old restraints but struggled with that old dichotomy: good girl--bad girl, virgen--vixen. "How can I be naughty and still be nice?"
This photo was found separately, but it sure seems a perfect match for the Flapper's Prayer. On the back of the photo, this couplet:
After reading this I guess I am glad I was born when I was. Although I think this prayer might still hold true today, the dance would change but not much else.
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean. My nostalgia for the old days is always tempered with the knowledge that women had more constraints back then--including the very literal constraint of a girdle!
ReplyDeleteThanks Linda! I love that ditty. The poem is pretty fabulous too. I can easily imagine it being sung (with a liberal dash of irony) by Mae West or Marlene Dietrich -- or even Eartha Kitt!
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