lilolove
it was 5:51 am on August 15th 2023…MY Birthday! I sat on the ledge of the hotel window at Mandarin Oriental looking down on Central Park in NYC. It was drizzling and the city was dark with light starting to peak. I couldn’t help but admire how aesthetically pleasing this view was. NYC has a charm only a city brings. I noticed a lady bug on the window & immediately smiled. Lady bugs symbolically represents good luck/fortune & to receive this sign on my birthday was special to me.
“Luck be a ladyy tonight!!” by Frank Sinatra began to play in my head. I then played the full song on my phone & realized how much I really enjoyed this tune. As I looked down at the city while this song played, I imagined I was in the 1920’s & felt myself feeling nostalgia for a time I’ve never experienced first hand. It was quite fitting that I was in NYC because the harlem renaisance started in the 1920s which was a burst of cultural and intellectual creativity in the AA community. It was a revolution of its own that was felt worldwide.
This sudden burst of change was due to the oppression of feminine energy which is creative energy at its root. Sometimes when an energy is suppressed in the people for so long it has no choice but to erupt. This eruption was positve and memorable.. The Roaring 20s !! I began to do a little more research on the culture during the 1920s in the states and found that women were finding liberation and fighting against old expectations of what women should be. They called these ladies “flappers”. They wore loose fitting clothing above the knee (gasps🫨) drinked/smoked in public & also engaged in premarital sex. Basically…they didn’t pander to the expectations of a patriarchal society. Its 2023 (technically back in the 20s again) & I feel this sudden resurgence of feminine energy.
In the song Luck be a Lady he mainly speaks on how a lady should act and behave, he even mentions the things a woman can do that is unbecoming of a lady like “blow on another man’s dice” at the craps table.☺️ It’s funny how Patriarchal morals and rules have shaped the mindset of the masses. Women were and still are kind of are viewed as property of a man and her modesty and “purity” measures her value, always according to how the male view her. The opinion and validation of her father & then her husband shows how women are under constant pressure to BE in a way that’s digestible to the ego of man.
All of this was going through my mind as I listened to other oldies tunes. It sparked the inner Flapper in me. The inner rebel that always fought to be. I’ve always dance to the beat of my own drum, and even when I got push back…deep down I knew that I have the right to express my FULL self…not just a watered down version of a woman that restricts myself out of fear of rejection and judgement from others. Fuck em. Fuck you too if you think you can tame me.. for the feminine is forever. Untamed😝