Where is the sun, little darling?

There's been a steady bout of clouds and rain for about three weeks now, and New York is damp and somewhat gloomy. I really miss the sun and am waiting for a chance to head out to the beach.

When I do get to take that trip, I'll probably be smiling as happily as this cheeky flapper with her pretty bob cut and shining eyes in 1927. This photo is from a series I picked up at an antique shop in the city. Like the others in the batch, it was lovingly tucked into heart-shaped photo corners on a black construction paper page. Although it's hard to see, the photo reads that it was taken at Sheepshead Bay, which I believe is in Brooklyn.



Flapper style is so fun.