If I believed it was the 1920’s?

Alright, I suspect there might be a few readers here who miss the more entertaining (aka weird) postings I used to make here, and dream of the old days. Certainly judging by the stats, they still seem pretty popular, so…?

Thinking forward to Blackpool next month, and the showing of Some Like It Hot, and those of us doing the 1920’s thing, as volunteers, I was just wondering what it would be like if some (or all) of the volunteers actually thought they had been whisked to modern day Blackpool, from those glorious days!

No, I’m not suggesting actual mind control devices as such, though I might not say no, but just say, for example, a hypnotist made those of us happy for it to be done to us (which obviously includes me!) think we were actually from the 1920’s? Might make any flappers even more fun to be around! No, I think my days of being a cute young flapper (without a rejuvenation machine) would be beyond me, but for some…? Not that I would say no to a full frisky young flapper makeover, mind!

I just think it might make it even more fun for the modern day public, if those ’20’s folk’ actually thought they were from the 1920’s! I know, probably the only one who would think this was fun, but you never know? Anyway, if by sheer luck, any hypnotist from Blackpool area, or someone that knows such a person reads this, then yes, I’d love it done, even if at 60, I wont be young, and not too cute! Mind, I suppose the issue of changing everyone (or just me) back again afterwards might make it all a bit complex? Ah well…?

Mind, if it didnt happen that I changed back, only after I slept, it wouldnt be the first time I’ve ‘travelled’ as a 20’s flapper! Mind, she was prepared for modern life, but I guess we would have to be this time, as allegedly at least, no one from the 20’s would know about things like cell phones lol!…angelic look…

PS If anyone in the area reading this, wants details of the evening, either comment to me, or go on Winter Gardens website, and check out Some Like It Hot night.

Video time. Old song, modern version, quite apt under the circumstances, just maybe?

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All The Small Things (I Could Do)

You know all these people who do something crazy to celebrate their birthdays, especially the landmark ones? No, I never have, been thoroughly boring in that sense, all my life.

So now, why do I feel I want to do something this year, beyond the fact its the oldies landmark of 60, no idea? Even more so given that I’ve now got issues with my back, issues with my budget, given I’m now only able to do a 4 day week, and never done anything crazy like that up to now?

The answer is, no idea, but I feel that I do! The only possible so far, which would definitely be fun, is this, http://www.auntysocial.co.uk/some-like-it-hot-volunteers/ which I have put myself forward for, but its actually on my birthday, and its miles from me, but yes, it would be a wonderful way to celebrate officially hitting old age!

Now I dont (seriously) expect any passing aliens to offer me a flight in a space craft, nor do I seriously expect a friendly mad scientist to turn me into a robot, brainwashed, or the like either (If anyone wants to roleplay for real, either of those 2 things, and you’re in a suitable location…?) . Equally, and lets face it, its too late now for research anyway, do I expect to get offered a guided tour of an ECT theater either. Also, lets face it, I’m not likely to be offered a part in a film, movie, or theater run now, either!

There is also the snag that not only do I now have physical issues, which would stop anything too crazy on that front, but because I’ve had to cut my working week due to it, I havent got the money to treat myself either! So, in truth, beyond perhaps the Blackpool thing, it looks like being another quiet birthday week, ah well…

But fine, it might be fun to just do something silly, once in my life, before I’m officially too old, just saying…? But what?

OK, video time. Big clue in the title here. I know, never been done before, but anyway…

Modest clothing for Chorus girls?

Alright, there are times when I’m quiet pleased to be a feminist, albeit a pretty moderate one. No, none of that crazy man hating stuff for me lol! Equality would be nice, in truth, though ironically some of those demanding equality are strongly objecting to pension retirement ages being equalled here in the UK, though maybe thats just because, for once, women are losing out by that, oh surely not? Anyway, I mustnt get political, so lets leave it there!

https://www.msn.com/en-gb/lifestyle/style/marks-and-spencers-modest-clothing-for-women-faces-heavy-criticism/ar-BBI50ET?li=AAnZ9Ug

This article seems to have caused a bit of a stir, though I cant quite see why. its not like M&S are saying that all other clothing is immodest, just that this line is designed for those of us who dont want to flash knees, ankles, or whatever. Oh fine, I’d better add, I’ve applied to act as a volunteer flapper for an event over in Blackpool in March (on my birthday in fact), which would certainly mean me flashing an ankle or two, and probably knees as well, darling! Lets just say it probably wont happen, distance, age, and the fact that its my birthday all make it unlikely, but it goes to show there is life in the old girl yet!

But generally, nowadays, I tend towards relative demureness in general, though I’ve had wilder moments in my time!

Me, I think this line is a nice idea, though I couldnt afford M&S prices, as they are expensive for what they are, shall we say, and I’m on a budget, even more so now!

However, its fair to say that my past life chorus line dancing self had a far less modest line in clothing! Oh fine, she was young, enjoyed it, and I suspect the pay was good, especially in the depression era, so…

Ah, clothing. Tonights video features the Goldwyn Girls, so in all likelihood, Clara is in this somewhere. Whether she is one of the naked (under those big wigs, they were, I’ve heard) slave girls, or just one of the dancers, no idea? I’d like to think she was naked, chained up, and enjoying it, but who knows? 😉

Regardless, its fair to say that her, and the rest of the dance team didnt have to worry about whether their clothing was too modest lol! At the end, the Empress. Gloria Stuart, probably better known now for being the old lady at the end of Titanic, but a star back then.

Going back to my youth?

It does seem to me that most decades have had some great fashion moments, but equally, some shocking ones too. There would however be a reasonable case for saying that the 70’s only had the shocking ones. There probably were some nice fashion styles in that era, I just cant remember any!

Oh fine, I’m not proud to say I remember the whole Bay City Rollers tartan look thing, and I certainly remember the, err, spectacular looks of glam rock, for both women, and men! Some were worse than others, but most werent good! No, punk rock was never terribly my scene, so fine, lets ignore that, shall we?

But fine, the tight, revealing outfits, and the platform boots, so beloved of that era, oh fine, I remember those! Thankfully, or otherwise, as I was at school during the height of the glam rock era, I missed out on most of that. Not entirely, but thankfully, cover bands werent filmed back then, unlike today in these You Tube days! So, no, you cant see me strutting my stuff lol! 😛

But fine, put Middle Of The Road in a You Tube search, and just maybe…? Oh fine, the Abba look wasnt a lot better! Mind, I suspect many people found the flapper look shocking in the 1920’s, even many younger people lol!

OK, all the same, when I look back on that era, even now, it was fun to live through though!

Right, talking of shocking 70’s looks, brings us to tonight’s video! Yes, this is 70’s kitsch at its worst, in all truth. But if you take it as a look back on fashion history, and put a few fingers over your eyes, its quite funny to watch. And yes, people really did wear clothing like this back then!

What they’re forgetting is, this is 1922

I know, I know, its actually nearly 100 years on from that landmark, but you’ve guessed this blog is going back to the Flapper era, havent you? And if you havent, why not? Yes, this event appeared in my mail box this morning.

http://www.flyingscotsman.org.uk/events/lates-roaring-20s/

I know, and free too! Unfortunately for this poor, broke flapper girl, it costs a bit too much to get there, and back, especially as I would get back to Huddersfield after the buses had stopped for the night. And no, at the end of April, I am not walking up from town, wearing a flapper dress, and heels, at my age! I could get a taxi, but that all adds to the cost, and its all money I havent got! About £40 ($60) at a rough guess, there, or thereabouts, even being a good girl at the party, and not spending too much. Add in that I’d probably want to get my hair done 20’s style, and fine, its not going to happen. But yes, it would be fun. Only blessing is, because its free, I can keep it on my list, as a maybe, until its too late anyway!

Unless some “Mr Hearst” (or indeed Ms Hearst) wants to take, or treat this poor little “Marion Davies” to the party, and then…

Funnily enough, this time last year, I was getting ready to party in the past, too. An era slightly more recent, and somewhere a lot warmer than here! Yes, a year ago tomorrow, I first went to Hollywood for 10 days, in a hotel. Of course, I’ve since had 4 weeks in an apartment, but back then, a hopelessly excited lady was getting ready for her dream trip. And on that first Saturday, I headed to the Egyptian Theatre, for the most amazing 40’s night. It was a wonderful present, from 2 dear American friends, and I had a wonderful time. The only less wonderful thing? I ended up walking back to my hotel afterwards, in high heels, nearly a mile! I had never done that before, and hopefully never again. I can do it, but my knees truly hate it, so…

Of course, if you’d told me back then that finding a job, after getting back, would be nearly as hard as during the Depression, for a Flapper, I might not have been so excited about it all. But back in those glorious days…

Oh, one last thing, given the last post here was about LA, and the last post on the other blog was about special friends…One dear friend, who I met through Facebook, and who was responsible for one of my real delights of the October trip, the visit to The Magic Castle, posted this on my timeline, when she saw my praise for Mr Scully

I miss you, beautiful.

Ignoring all comments about me, and being beautiful, and needing glasses, you have no idea how wonderful that remark was, Eden. Yes, believe me, I’d rather be there too, at the moment.

Fine, the video. You can guess the song, surely? Not Julie Andrews, though, but Sutton Foster, who played the role on Broadway, I gather. PS, the music only lasts 4 minutes, not as long as it looks!

A different line of thought

One line of thought that seems to be gaining momentum over my look, isnt the Harlow one! Oh, dont get me wrong, its still very popular with me, and with many others, but one other name seems to keep getting mentions, and ironically kidney failure played a part in her death too, but at least she lived to 50! Her name, Veronica Lake. A picture, for those who dont know

veronica lake1

And yes, I can definitely see the resemblance in many ways, apart from the hair length! No, I’m not sending that picture to my hairdresser if I ever want it trimmed again! Also looks like it takes a lot of maintenance, something I really dont have the time for.

The thing that picture doesnt give away, is how tiny she was, just under 5 ft! Yes, she would have looked up to Jean Harlow, and that is saying something! And no, I dont know how she put up with that peek a boo look, it would annoy the hell out of me! But other than that…

Oh, and she could sing, ‘of sorts’, as shown in this wartime effort

But being compared to all these glamorous ladies, I’m not complaining!

And lastly, to complete my early movies foursome, the other lady I havent mentioned before, and another one, like Brooks, I definitely dont resemble, Clara Bow!

Clara, like Louise made most of her films in the silent movies days. Thankfully, more of her movies have survived the test of time, though an awful lot are still described by that awful term, lost film. Clara, like Louise, was never a fan of the talkies, mainly because she hated working to a mic, rather than to the audience. Like so many stars, her Brooklyn accent is used as an excuse, but if you hear her talk, like Brooks, it wasnt true. Just that Bow didnt enjoy talkies, and Brooks hated the whole Hollywood thing, but both soon stopped making movies, Bow’s last was in 1933.

The thing that made me write about her tonight, an interesting find that suggests she auditioned for the part of Scarlett O’Hara! But all in all, what Clara deserves to be remembered for, is her bubbliness in films like this one

Last interesting point, in 1933 Jean Harlow made a film called Bombshell, a pastiche on Clara Bow, made by one of her former loves.

Very last interesting point, both Bow, and Brooks worked for Paramount.

There, all 4 in 1 blog, how’s that?

Diary of a hypno model

A brief (well, relatively brief) look at what happened yesterday, the build up, and after. Some of it serious, some of it, slightly more light hearted, you decide which!

Thursday

Well, thats it all settled now, losing control of my mind for a few hours tomorrow. I know whats been agreed on, and hypnosis can only make you do what you want to do, but…Given my robot fantasies in the past, would it really be that hard to keep me in that mechanised state? Bit late to worry about that now, girl, and I never back out of things, so…
Pack bag with a few outfits, one silver set, a couple of 20’s look things too, as that is something else to greatly look forward to. Oh, and a pair of heels, darlings, an absolute must!

Friday morning, first thing

Breakfast. Nothing out of the ordinary, its not like a condemned persons final meal, I will be becoming myself again at the end of the session, after all. And unless Lex has developed the first robotisation chamber, or a time travel machine (flapper in 1920’s), I should be fine. He hasnt told me of either, but he wouldnt, would he? 😉

Train journeys, pretty much straightforward, quite a surprise with Trans Pennine to be honest, that was my main concern of the day, getting to Manchester in time for the connection. We were a couple of minutes late arriving, but nothing to worry about. Train to Chester also arrives a few minutes late, nice to see Arriva Wales are that way inclined too.

Meet up with Lex, get taken to his place, and plied with coffee. Seriously, he thinks he can put me to sleep after 2 cups of coffee, he must be good. Oh fine, in time we get down to business, and what do you know, he could put me to sleep (strictly in trance) very easily, despite said caffeine. I know, I didnt want to resist, but…

I would say its fascinating being a mindless robot, but given that in that state, you cant really think, I’m not sure how strictly true that conclusion is? Kind of blissful, I guess, though some might see it strange as just obeying commands, and not able to do anything about it. oh, I’m pretty sure he made me forget my human name, but a robot wouldnt want to remember that anyway! No robot designation given, but I think thats because we both know nowadays, there’s someone else I’d rather be long term, the sweet, but sassy flapper!

So, my mind gets introduced to my new ‘temporary’ self, Mary Lou, said flapper, aged 22! She’s great fun! Saucy, sexy, and out to have a good time, while she’s allowed to. I know there was a condition put in, so she wouldnt panic at all the modern surroundings, but I cant remember the details (or I’m not allowed to, one or the other). Talk about turning me into a sex kitten, I was amazed myself! She’s not good at alcohol though (coloured water, actually), and gets a bit giggly when she starts drinking wine.

After that, I remember a session as a fembot sales girl, where I started off thinking I was a human, selling them, but am then led to believe that I might be one too! Dont think I sold myself anyway, lol! Then a purring, sexy Domme, with her hypnotic pendant, now that was fun! Clearly out of order, couldnt get Lex under my control! Beyond getting him to leave me as Mary Lou, I’m not sure what orders I would have given him though!

Then back to the sassy, Mary Lou for a while, until my tummy rumbled too loudly at least, and ‘she’ was asked if she was getting hungry. She was! So soon after that, things were brought to a climax, and I was returned back to normal, though only after a trigger to leave Mary Lou in charge for the rest of the day (with the same no freaking out about modern day things) was set up. To be honest, I’m only sorry to see her go after last night, she was such fun to be!

It made the train journey back quite interesting, a whole new perspective on things to be honest, looking at it through ‘her’ eyes at least. TPE finished the day off, by sitting outside Huddersfield station for about 15 minutes, before finally going into the station, not everything could be perfect after all.

I was torn last night. Whether it was the time in trance that did it, or the travelling, or both, but I felt tired. I didnt want to lose her, but about 11.00 I gave up the battle, and went to bed.

Saturday

Whatever it was, I slept like a log, a rare event for me. Sadly, when I did wake up, Mary Lou was gone, back to the old me again, ah well…Somehow I suspect that at some point, I’m going to have to get Lex to put her back in my mind as a trigger, even if as a controllable one, with me in charge! Shame, as she might feel quite at home dressed 20’s style tonight when I go out for dinner, for Nicole’s birthday. May, or may not wear the flapper dress, as I call it, its a bit short anyway, even more so for mid January! We will see.

So, in review

It was a wonderful, and fun day, and I’m really, really glad I did it, so many thanks to Lex, for letting me fulfil 2 big time fantasies, both robot, and flapper girl. For the future, I’d pick the flapper girl every time. I’m very glad I discovered what life as a robot is like, but the flapper thing is so much more fun, and far more me, nowadays too.

In case anyone was wondering, yes, it was filmed, and yes, I will be getting a copy, might have more idea of everything that went on when I watch it! He does normally sell his films, but those models are younger, and remove a few more clothes than I was ever going to! He has got permission to use it if he wants to, but I suspect the market for someone like me is a lot more limited. If however, you want to see me hypnotised, and obedient, then maybe you should let us know!

The video, something else entirely. I didnt mention, Lex has got a cute puppy called Honey, who even a cat person like me could adore. So given I’ve used up a good number of 20’s videos already, lets go with this