Ah, Sundays. Sure, the weekend is over, but it also means it’s Mad Men time. Once again we attended the weekly screening at Portland’s historic Hollywood Theatre.
Unlike previous nights, this dress isn’t really anything special, just a 60s number I picked up a few years ago and bears an “Alper Schwartz” label in the waist. I love the collar detailing that leaves a perfect spot for a brooch.
Earrings & Brooch: Antique Alley, Portland
Pen Necklace: Brownsville Antique Show
Alper Schwartz Dress: Buffalo Exchange, Eugene
Mr. Easton Shoes: The Mercantile Antique Mall, Springfield
And now time to chat about the episode, and per usual, we have some spoilers!
I can say that this episode was pretty enjoyable for the most part. There were some delightful insights and charming moments, however some rather annoying focus on a character I hate, more on that later. But gosh, they just whizzed right through 1967, didn’t they? Okay, so which character do I hate? I hate Harry. I’ve always thought he was so slimy. Sure, what he did for Paul was nice, but, ugh, he really disgusts me. I’m glad that there have never been any episodes that really focus on him and show what occurs while he is out on the west coast. The “convention whores” line a few episodes back was enough for me. Regarding Paul’s reappearance, I will admit, I was quite taken aback. Sure, Paul was always a bit of a Bohemian in earlier seasons, but this later incarnation of him was just a little too much for me, and on the slightly unbelievable side. I was rather disappointed that it wasn’t discussed in the behind-the-scenes video on AMC’s website. Then we have Lane, oh, poor, poor Lane. What have you gotten yourself into? I’ll be honest, I thoroughly like Lane (despite his occasional stray). I hope his little forgery doesn’t get him into too much trouble. And finally, Joan. Thank goodness we finally got to see some more Joanie. While it’s sad that Greg is the one initiating the divorce, I’m glad she will finally and officially be rid cad. I quite enjoyed the exchange between her and Don in the bar, and for a moment there I thought things were going to go too far, but thank goodness they didn’t. I quite like Don right where he is. I think one night I tallied that he had slept with at least twelve women and that’s just that we know about! I love the fashion example that he’s setting, but not the rest of it…no.