An Ode to Mad Men
July 28, 2008
Oh, Mad Men. Some have praised your writing, some the intense drama, others have praised the way you’ve captured the zeitgeist of ad execs in the ’60’s. Me? I am not alone in praising the delicious, delicious outfits that your female characters are seen wearing. The frothy white frocks of a disillusioned housewife? Love. The high-waisted cigarette pants and oxford of the liberated artist and divorceé? J’adore. The saucy, curve-hugging dresses of the secretarial sector? Mama Mia!
In short? I’m already keeping my fall wardrobe well-stocked with high-waisted skirts and saucy frocks. I mean, if I have to get underpaid to deal with the idiotic queries of prospective Ivy League medical students, I might as well look as delightful as Joan Holloway while doing it, right?
And, judging from the delights of this season’s premiere, the 3/4 sleeve coat seems to be making a comeback, to which I say: With Pleasure, Mr. Draper. Now, ladies, where can I find a fella who will buy me a fur coat?
July 28, 2008 at 6:43 pm
Michael Kors says “Mad Men is undeniably stylish—those super graphic titles, the Bernard Herrmann-esque score, the lighting…and then, obviously, I mean, the clothes. The show is like your terribly chic friend who was valedictorian. It gets you on every level.”
Oh, MK. You are like the most quotable man on the planet.
Also, must.start.watching this show. Everyone I know who watches it is OBSESSED. Including my mom.
July 29, 2008 at 3:09 pm
amen.