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Mad Men Makes Crazy Woman

I have been engrossed, obsessed and crazed about Mad Men. I had never watched the show before, but, I found it on Net Flix and started watching it. I wasn't sure about it in the first couple of episodes. It didn't take me long to break out into a sweat when I wasn't able to watch it for a couple of days.

If you have never seen Mad Men, it's a series that depicts a 1960's Madison Avenue advertising agency.

I think the thing that attracts me the most is the era. I was born in 1962, so I was a toddler when most of this was set around. The men, especially John Hamm who is the main character, have their Brylcreem'ed hair and wear their suits and ties. There have been a couple of times that John Hamm has stood there and puts on his hat. I don't know, there is just something incredibly sexy about it. It's all about the hat. He's tall, he's dark, he's mysterious, he's sexy. And he puts on his hat.

The woman are incredibly beautiful and fashionable. They all wear the fitted bodice dresses with the big puffy skirts of the time. Or they wear the very fitted pants that were popular in the day, with the skinny legs. Mostly they wear those dresses, those dresses I wish I could wear and look just as beautiful as they appear. Their hair is done perfectly. Their nails. Their makeup. Their lipstick.

Everyone smokes. Almost everyone during that time smoked. It takes me back to the days that I was growing up. My dad had given up smoking prior to me being born, but, I remember a lot of their friends and some of my uncles, etc., all smoked. I remember get togethers and the rooms would be a big haze of smoke.

Watching the cars they are driving remind me of growing up. Big huge bench seats. Front and back. You could fit probably three adults and five kids in those cars. Nobody would wear seat belts and though a little tight, everyone fit and they fit pretty comfortably.

The phone in the house is a wall phone. With a rotary dial. It reminds me of growing up. We had one phone. It was in the kitchen. It was on the wall. It had a rotary dial. It was a golden color. It was a party line. More than once I remember some mean, little old biddy getting on the line and telling me to hang up so she could use the phone.

There is a scene where the family is having a picnic. All spread out on a blanket, looking so relaxed, so comfortable. The sun is out, the kids are playing, the picnic is done. They decide to leave. They get up and mom goes to fold up the blankets and sends all the trash flying. The trash is left there. The thing is, that's what happened. Do you know how many times I watched my dad throw trash out the window while driving down the road? That was the 60's.

All in all, the whole show has me enamored. I am more than half way done and am sad that eventually it will be done. I love the nuances. It just brings so much back.

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  1. What is a rotary dial? Baahahaha!! Umm...so in the 1960's you would've been a toddler and I would've been....negative twenty. What did you say a rotary dial was again? ;)

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  2. OH AMBERLY!!!!! I have sooooo missed you!!!!

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