Endia Beal took a few middle aged strangers on a trip to a black hair salon down the street for a make-over, gave them new “black” hairdo’s, and then took their portrait.
The rules were simple: After getting their new styles, the women had to agree to be photographed in a traditional corporate portrait, even if they weren’t happy with the result.
I love how it’s progressively less happy as the pics go forward… The first chick is like “i dig this!” Whereas the last chick is like “………. Fuck.”
African American flappers and Jazz Age women
HOLY SHIT I HAVE NEVER SEEN BLACK FLAPPERS BEFORE!
There were many fabulous African American flappers. No wonder - it was African American musicians who put the Jazz in “The Jazz Age”! The Charleston dance iteself, which so epitomizes the era, made its debut in the all-Black musical “Runnin’ Wild”, and no one danced that flapper number better than Josephine Baker…save possibly for fellow Black artist Florence Mills, who claimed credit for inventing it (she said she debuted it in her “Plantation Revue” in the early 20s, developing it from a dance popular among slaves). The Charleston song was written by Black composer James P Johnson. Without women and girls like those above, the 1920s would never have roared.
without black women there’d be no flappers, no jazz babies, no liberated (white) women.
Reblogging for flappers and a piece of history that never makes it to movies.