When I got too haughty, my mother would say, “Who do you think you are? A Floradora girl?” I hardly knew the meaning of a Floradora girl but it was the tone of which she spoke it that made me pause my behavior. I knew she had a doll named Floradora. I didn’t know Floradora girls were also beautiful women who danced in a chorus line in the musical of the same name. Perhaps her mother had said the same to her when she displayed an air of arrogance.
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Interesting! I’ve never heard of a Floradora! Thank you for sharing.
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I had never heard of them. How fascinating. I like that you pose the idea this could have been a multi-generational question.
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I’d never heard of a Floradora either. Interesting story!
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Good one. My father would ask, “Who in hell do you think you are?” But I never got any hints. 🙂
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Very interesting!
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Geez, a Floradora? Never heard of it. The image of the doll is, well, creepy in some way but I remember loving my dolls with their beautiful eyes that would open and shut. Going to bed thinking asbout Floradora.
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