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It’s Only A Paper Moon

In the midst of August, Mama Turka and I FINALLY had the pleasure of making it to the famed Jazz Age Lawn Party, the day before I left for my expedition to Turkey. I’ve long heard of the festivities, yet never could quite make it. Our first visit to Governor’s Island it was, and the ferry boat ride to the event proved to be the perfect precursor to the many boats I would travel cruising the Bosphorus and Aegean Sea. This particular cruiser, however, was a floating time machine that transported everyone to a super fun era when there was much effort in the art of dressing, a love of actual dancing (not that booty grinding stuff in the club) and an attention to detail.



While queuing up for the ferry, it was extremely evident that many participants were into this, and I LOVE when people are into themes. I’ve long been a HUGE fan of the Jazz Age, and my adoration has been severely heightened by my obsession with Turner Classic Movies. This is the period of the roaring 20s up until the unforeseen Great Depression that everyone celebrated the good life. Jazz became the fun soundtrack that defined this period where women were becoming more free to express themselves with the right to vote, shorter hairstyles, the utilization of once controversial make-up and shorter hems on skirts (I mean, they were certainly no hookers, but they did provide the baby steps to our favorite crop tops and mini skirts).






Can you spot my photobomber? 🙂


The party was thriving upon arrival with professional dancers putting on showstopping performances to the music of Michael Arenella & His Dreamland Orchestra, St. Germain shaking up cocktails, a plethora of era inspired photo opportunities (even with Boardwalk Empire), and Jazz Age inspired vendors. Everyone knows of my love for a great picnic and dining al fresco, but the food here was not the best to be quite honest (it sure ain’t easy to keep up with so many hungry flappers). In the future, I’ll definitely pack up my own wicker basket, which is apparently permitted. My mama and I had SUCH a great time getting into the spirit and sharing a beautiful summer day with our fellow lovers of the Golden Age.

DSC04984DSC04991(I’m rocking all vintage, even the bag which my father purchased for my mother at Saks Fifth Avenue during their engagement, a headscarf by Goody utilized as a necktie, old shoes by Frye and umbrella from one of my favorite stores on the planet, Pearl River Mart)

DSC04997How cute is Mama Turka!


What I discovered on this excursion is that there is still a great adoration for the classic stylings of hot music, a tribute to the art of the garment and a true acknowledgement of the influences the originals continue to permeate upon our style to this very day. Or also, at the very least, a nice summer day is the perfect excuse for a party…with costumes. Also, the definition of provocative during this time was ladies with short hair, shorter skirts and a flair for staying out to the late hours partying and dancing – activities I KNOW my homegirls and I all certainly take for granted.

If you’d like to check out some great videos of what goes on at the Jazz Age Lawn Party, there are great videos available if you search Youtube, like this and this. Also, the official website is here for the Lawn Party and here for Michael Arenella & His Dreamland Orchestra.

Year round, you can still indulge in the roaring 20s by going to genuine speakeasy bars like The Back Room and going to events by Dances of Vice.

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One of my favorite things about warmer temperatures, and the activity I miss the most in an arctic climate, is the ability to dine al fresco. I’m a little particular about temperature anyway, as I despise utilizing central air conditioning unless absolutely necessary and prefer fresh air even if it’s sweltering outside (I am often guilty of turning my sweet Honda SUV into a “ghetto convertible” by driving fast with all of the windows down). The divinity of basking in the sun’s glow while enjoying a feast among friends really makes the experience memorable for me, particularly because of all the sensory engagement. When my friend Patrick extended the invitation to my friend Jen and I to a crab and crawfish boil in Central Park, we couldn’t help but oblige!

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Gal pals meeting up (We are SO excited to be half of my bestie’s bridal party next year!)


I was starting to get hungry and poor Chewy looked delicious!


The many ingredients for a delicious boil!


The chef himself with his incredible spread! Even the neighboring picnics were jealous!


Up close and personal into an amazing meal – it was my first time learning crawfish technique!


The Great Lawn – Central Park, NYC


I’m rocking a vintage dress and belt, hat from Marshall’s, $5 sunglasses from Claire’s, snakeskin bangles from Loehmann’s and shoes by Jeffrey Campbell.

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