Puttin’ on the Ritz

Lucille c.1921

It’s the 1920’s, baby. Look at my ankles and my collarbone. LOOK AT THEM.

Some 1920’s era snazziness for you while I gather together our ill-fated Radium Girls (and the ill-led Klan)…

1920's: hats

I like my man to have a good stiff felt.


1920's furs

I’m bringing cloches and turbans back. One-woman fashion army. Who’s with me?

But I don't WANT to work for the Radium Corporation.

But I don’t WANT to work for the Radium Corporation.

Other what-the-tarnation is she wearing entries:

About Carla

This Bluestocking bookworm is your friendly Dollop web-wrangler and digital library curator. In other words, pay no attention to that woman behind the curtain. I'm just here to John Nash all this stuff together. It's all about connections. IT'S ALL CONNECTED. I live atop a mountain, geographically isolated for the protection of others. Yes, an American mountain.


  1. I also learned, choosing a version of the song to embed, that the original Taco video (the version from my misspent youth) has blackface in it. I didn’t remember that at all. Don’t support it–loathe it–but you know how I am about being honest about the past, preserving it for exactly what it was, so, here’s the uncensored video.

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