I think a lot of us feel like we were born in the wrong era. I was watching Midnight in Paris the other day, a fantastic movie, especially for a writer, and that’s the premise of the whole plot. Owen Wilson’s character is a writer, a hopeless romantic, and when he’s transported back to Paris in the 20s, he realizes he’s finally found HIS time. Plus, the music is amazing. Put this video on in the background and check it out. It’s Friday, you know you aren’t doing any work anyway.
We can’t explain why we are drawn to certain periods in time, but it got me thinking of when I would have liked to live. There are two decades that I identify with, and they couldn’t be more different.
One is, like Owen, the 20s. Especially Atlantic City (my home away from home) in the 20s. I can see myself strolling down the boardwalk with a parasol, or attending a protest on prohibition. My husband and I are huge fans of the show Boardwalk Empire, and for that hour, I have my Midnight in Paris, whisked away to a different life. Men dressed how they should, in suits, and they sipped on scotch, smoked cigars, and played poker. They did everything the quintessential MAN does.
The other decade, and don’t laugh at me, is the 70s. I think I would have been a disco queen, or tried to be anyway. I love dancing, I would wear bell bottoms every day if they came back into style, and watching Saturday Night Fever never gets old.
And the best thing about these two decades? NO SOCIAL MEDIA OR INTERNET. I know that sounds hypocritical, since without those things, I wouldn’t have a job, but I forget what life was like before all of that, and sometimes I just want to go back.
Sure, when measuring my son’s medicine last night, it took five seconds to ask Siri how many MLs were in a teaspoon, and when I can’t remember what movie someone was in, Wikipedia gives me the answer in minutes, but life shouldn’t always be that easy.
I remember being a kid and pulling the dusty Encyclopedia Britannica’s off the book shelf to do a report. Didn’t that help build character? I’m glad I didn’t grow up with the easy way out. Kids these days will never understand. Typing that sentence just reiterated to me how OLD I am (re: last post on turning 29).
So from now on, my plan is to incorporate a little more of the 20s and the 70s into my 2012. From music, to fashion, to the way of life… now if someone could just tell me where I can find a parasol, I’ll be set.
I encourage you to do the same for your favorite era. When was YOUR time?