#decade: 1920s

[zoeysblogofrandomness]

Some screenshots from the pilot of Lackadaisy, available on YouTube

[theamandacollection67]

1920s

[kilianromero]

1924

[whiskeysmokeandcologne]

It's the bottom ✨️crooked✨️ teeth for me.

[coolvintagecars]

Lincoln (1926)

[queer-cinephile]

my enhanced and colorized versions of this promo photo of Buster Keaton in The Electric House (1922)

[kieraplaysthesims]

Hannukah 1929

The first night of Hanukkah arrived with a brisk chill, the kind that painted frost on windows and turned the world outside the Schmitz home into a snow-kissed canvas. Inside, however, the warmth of family and tradition pushed away the cold. Antonija lit the shamash candle with careful reverence, her golden hair catching the flickering glow as she recited the blessings. The twins, Lisolette and Horst, now three years old, clapped their tiny hands as the first Hanukkah candle was lit, their excitement spilling into giggles that filled the room.

Gustav stood nearby, watching his wife and children with a look of quiet pride. Though life in Windenburg had become increasingly tense for Jewish families, moments like this reminded him of what was worth protecting. He smiled and knelt to scoop up Lisolette, who had wandered too close to the menorah, her curious fingers reaching for the tiny flames.

“Careful, my little licht,” he said, kissing her forehead as he carried her back to her chair at the table. Horst, sitting neatly in his highchair, looked up at his father with wide eyes, holding a dreidel in his small hand as if it were a precious treasure.

The table was set with care: latkes glistening with oil, a bowl of applesauce at the center, and sufganiyot dusted with powdered sugar. Antonija had spent the day preparing, humming old family songs in the kitchen while Gustav had taken the children to the market. Despite the growing unease in the streets, Gustav insisted on bringing home a jar of jam for the sufganiyot, a small luxury for the holiday.

As they sat down to eat, Antonija handed each child a small gift wrapped in simple paper. Horst tore into his with uncontainable excitement, revealing a tiny wooden train carved by Gustav himself. Lisolette, more delicate in her approach, gasped when she unwrapped a small knitted doll Antonija had made during the quiet evenings.

After dinner, the family gathered by the menorah. Gustav sat at the piano, his fingers dancing over the keys as he played "Ma'oz Tzur." Antonija sang softly, her voice weaving with the melody like a warm embrace. The children played on the rug by the fire, their laughter mingling with the music.

[germanich]

[artsyfartsypaige]

Some old designs of Gatsby’s and Nick’s houses

[friendlessghoul]

The Frozen North - 1922

[designedandplated]

Women's dresses, 1922.

Les Idées Nouvelles | New Ideas

Robe-manteau. La tunique-jaquette en tissu chenillé deux tons pose sur un fond de perllaine blanche.

Une robe de velours-chiffon, émeraude, avec col et bas de manches en broderie de chenille ajourée. Ceinture de gayolithe.

Du drap blanc, des biais de satin émeraude coupés de bandes de ruban laqué noir, pour cette autre robe.

Coat dress. The tunic-jacket in two-tone chenille fabric sits over a perliane white sequined underdress.

A velvet-chiffon dress, emerald, with collar and cuffs in openwork chenille embroidery. Galalith belt.

White cloth, emerald bias cut satin with diagonal strips of black glossy ribbon, for this other dress.

Galalith is a specific type of plastic often used in fashion and accessories (think buttons, beads, combs, etc).

Bias cut fabric is when fabric is cut at a 45 degree angle to the weave of the fabric, rather than horizontally or vertically along the weave.

[theamandacollection67]

January 1, 1925

Howard & Arthur Casaday. Ice House Canyon, Mount Baldy

[kilianromero]

Moderne Welt (1926)

[whiskeysmokeandcologne]

Scrutiny.

[coolvintagecars]

Graham-Paige (1929)

[semioticapocalypse]

Barbara Cartland. In a costume festooned with cellophane at a Santa Claus Ball. December 1929

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