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I AM a flapper!
“If one judges by appearances, I suppose I am a
flapper. I am within the age limit. I wear bobbed
hair, the badge of flapperhood. (And, oh, what a
comfort it is!). I powder my nose. I wear fringed
skirts and bright-colored sweaters, and scarfs, and
waists with Peter Pan collars, and low- heeled
"finale hopper" shoes. I adore to dance. I spend a
large amount of time in automobiles. I attend hops,
and proms, and ball-games, and crew races, and
other affairs at men's colleges… I don't use rouge,
or lipstick, or pluck my eyebrows. I don't smoke
(I've tried it, and don't like it), or drink, or tell
‘peppy stories.’ … And, most unpardonable
infringement of all the rules and regulations of
Flapperdom, I haven't a line!”6
More: A Plea
6 Page, E. W. (1922, December 6). A flapper's appeal to
parents, Outlook, 607.