Wow and We Think our Goth Girls Push Limits!!

Discussion in 'The Watercooler' started by Hound dog, Nov 6, 2008.

  1. Hound dog

    Hound dog Nana's are Beautiful

    Read this. I knew some of it from my grandma as she was one who Bobbed and a rather well known Flapper in her day. :D

    But I didn't realize that many felt a haircut was serious enough to get divorced over!!!

    Ha! Turns out our grandmothers outdid our daughters on pushing society's limitations. :rofl:
  2. everywoman

    everywoman Active Member

    Thanks, this link will be great to add to my Great Gatsby unit. The girls I teach will get a kick out of this.
  3. TerryJ2

    TerryJ2 Well-Known Member

    Wow, what a fun article, Lisa. Thank you!
    Every generation has it's "thing." :)
  4. muttmeister

    muttmeister Well-Known Member

    It just goes to prove what I've always said about kids: every generation does SOMETHING to drive the older one crazy (short hair, long hair, tattoos, piercings, weird colors, short skirts, long skirts, facial hair, whatever) and usually it is something that doesn't really matter all that much anyway.

    I do have to mention that, although I just bought the new AC/Difficult Child album today and I love it, I also loved the music that went with the article. That was fun!
  5. mrscatinthehat

    mrscatinthehat Seussical

    It is amazing that hair can cause so much trouble.

  6. flutterbee

    flutterbee Guest

    It's amazing what trivial things really set people and society off. I've always had a special interest in that era, so I really enjoyed the article. Very neat find, Lisa.

    I accidentally told my mom about the vampire fangs (for difficult child) and I think she about lost her mind. It was supposed to be a secret. difficult child kept it. I slipped. When my mom said, "You got her vampire fangs???", I responded with, "Oops. I wasn't supposed to tell you that." :winks: Although, her following remarks on Wynter being a freak didn't go over so well.

    I suppose I should hold off on telling her what difficult child's next piercing will be.
  7. Hound dog

    Hound dog Nana's are Beautiful

    I have a huge interest in the era myself. Thanks to my grandma. But honestly.....I think I was born in the wrong time. :rofl: I absolutely love the 20's, 30's, and 40's.

    Can't wait to show the article to Nichole in the morning. She'll get a kick out of it. lol
  8. Marguerite

    Marguerite Active Member

    That was my mother's era. In fact, I think she predated it somewhat.

    I inherited some children's books, I have them somewhere, which have stories in them about girls with bobbed hair. One story is about how all the girls are talking about how unsuitable is the new head girl because she is the only one to have long hair in SUCH an unfashionable style, and EVERYONE knows that while she is so capable and suitable in every other way, it will create SUCH a bad impression on all the dignitaries etc she has to meet and greet in her role, when they see her very out of date look! Of course, the message is that just as the girls pluck up the courage to do the new head girl out of a particularly important social representation, they discover the truth at about the same time as the new head girl turns up looking fashionable with her hair bobbed at last. A sort of mixed message about being true to yourself and also fitting in...

    Which I think dates my book to about 1925, no later. I think it belonged to my mother's younger sister.

    I'm going to read it again to see how much more understanding I can glean from the book. It's so old it's got those thick almost feathery pages that sound like an owl's wings as you turn them.

    I have some wonderful (but few) photos of my mother and her sister in their very daring bathing suits sometime after WWI. They're wearing bathing caps so I can't tell if their hair is bobbed, but I think my mother had it cut short by the time she had my oldest sister. Her younger sister had longer hair until she died during WWII, after the bob came into fashion although she never patronised it. She died of appendicitis, routine surgery that went wrong but there were no antibiotics available to the public at that stage. My mother and her sister were also singers and performers, but only under strict chaperonage of their father, and only until WWII began. But the occasional stage roles (opera mainly) required longer hair that could be adapted in style to various roles.