I ‘Mad Men’ed myself
What if I were a character on Mad Men?
What if I were a character on Mad Men?
Okay, so, herewith the sexism of the 1960s…
Every week my browser gets cluttered up with tabs for stuff that I stumble across and figure I might be able to use as a Question of the Day or a WTF Thought for the Day or grist for some other post…
I was left puzzled by this episode immediately after I watched it. Not a bad kind of puzzled, but the kind of puzzled that had me turning it pleasantly over and over in my head…
Every week my browser gets cluttered up with tabs for stuff that I stumble across and figure I might be able to use as a Question of the Day or a WTF Thought for the Day or grist for some other post…
There is no way in hell I could ever look like Christina Hendricks, unless I agreed to go under the knife of some mad-scientist plastic surgeon who would warp my body into something it cannot naturally be…
You can sort of feel the weight of the future bearing down on everyone in this episode…
‘Shall we begin 1965?’ Joan asks the top guys at SCDP at an executive meeting at the end of the episode. But what a way to exit 1964!
Every week my browser gets cluttered up with tabs for stuff that I stumble across and figure I might be able to use as a Question of the Day or a WTF Thought for the Day or grist for some other post. And inevitably, I end the week with most of that material unused…
Christmastime! It makes me feel a little better sitting in the sticky New York summer. But, boy, it’s not really a fun time for the Sterling Cooper Draper Pryce gang, is it?