Premiere Party
I think it’s required by law that your Style Blogger’s license is revoked permanently if you don’t post about Mad Men at least once a season. I’ll spare us all yet another synopsis of the skinny tie, slicked-hair style that the impeccably produced program has pushed back into the mainstream.
Instead I’ll offer this cliffhanger-style confession: Out of all the sly, city studs strutting around the show, I think it’s actually broody Betty Draper I identify most with. (Read into that whatever you will…)
In honor of Betty and this weekend’s season 3 premiere, I’m gonna serve something retro-suburban for Sunday supper while dressed up in my very best.
Though I’ll try my damnedest not to (deliberately) destroy any dining room chairs.
I’ve been avoiding the style blogs just so I someone doesn’t spoil season 3 for me, I’m trying to get my girlfriend caught up on 1-2.