oh, to have a 1930s summer

i might do anything to have a high cut bathing suit and wear flat loafers with ditsy dresses and men's hats with red lipstick all summer long. i would consider myself gatsby's daisy (without the self-absorption and pea-brained life choices and the aesthetic she embodies: "All right... I'm glad it's a girl. And I hope she'll be a fool--that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool." does anyone else just want to shake her for being so privileged and apathetic until her pretty little head rolls off? ugh. )
and these would be my go to pieces: