i am hugely interested in things from the 20's. i am positive that my aesthetic interests were born out of my parents playing metropolis (dad) and la belle et la bête (mom) a jillion times when i was really young. so certainly that had to have been where my 20's love came from, with brigitte helm:

(side note: hello mugler)

these candelabra remind me of
metropolis

lots of veil, great texture

and now, alfred cheney johnston. in the 20's he was, in part, a regular broadway performer photographer-notably of the
ziegfeld follies. he made some of the best aesthetic representations of that 20's allure i am infatuated with.
these are all his:

do they not have the timelessness and intimacy of manet's
before the mirror; are they not updated versions of françois boucher's wildly romantic portraits (below)? coincidentally, he often painted backgrounds into the photos.

17th century french painting did not immediately appeal to me when i took a class on the subject. eventually i came to terms with it because i realized how effectively painters like boucher could relay an image of a feeling- lack of linear definition creates a hugely frivolous and light reaction, essentially romantic and luxurious. i think johnston's photographs of the dancers and models do the same exact thing, but in a much more serious and sort of supernatural way. the girls are overly dramatized and exotic.. like if kinky could still be elegant. the draping is grecian, the intrigue is pornographic yet just as classic as ingres'
odalisque:
anyway, the new york times got it right with the katie holmes cover.

when i lived in paris, i bought a used copy of this book that i must have poured over a thousand times and made me fall much more in love with paris, brassaï, and the dark allure of this time. (well, 30's, but close)
most of these photos i found here, but also here, here, and here.