Mad Men: Long Weekend, Not Quite at Bernie’s, but We Came Really Close

Previously on Mad Men:

Betty dealt with disappointment and housewife angst by opening fire on some pigeons, Pete dealt with conflicting feelings regarding his secret lady friend by punching Ken in the face, Don dealt with feelings by refusing to have feelings. Read More Mad Men: Long Weekend, Not Quite at Bernie’s, but We Came Really Close

Mad Men: They Shoot Fat Girls, Don’t They?

Previously on Mad Men:

Don had an extended flashback, told off some hipsters, and brought an account home with Peggy’s ideas. Peggy went there on an office couch with Pete and ripped her blouse. She was also awesome and adorable on the dance floor. Sal almost went there with a lipstick executive, but he couldn’t and it was very sad. Pete was a jerk to everyone and somehow got at least one woman, probably two, to go there with him. Somehow. Read More Mad Men: They Shoot Fat Girls, Don’t They?

Mad Men: “Red in the Face” and White and Lumpy on the Floor

Last time on Mad Men:

Don got schooled in not being a jerk and bad performance art. Joan got a bird and a cage. Peggy got a new job, but no raise and no respect. We got a gorgeous montage at the end. Read More Mad Men: “Red in the Face” and White and Lumpy on the Floor

Mad Men: New Amsterdam – Populated by WASPs, Fantastic Lingerie, At Least One Psychokiller in Training

Last time on Mad Men:

Peggy had a one-nighter with a soon-to-be-married man and all she got was this stupid stolen postcard and a Kanye shrug; Joan went there, saw that, did him, and all she got was a dog-eared copy of Lady Chatterley’s Lover and a great big chip on her shoulder; Betty made canapés, spiked the punch, and was the Best Hostess and all she got was an absent husband, an anti-Semitic but lovable friend named Francine, and a frozen Sara Lee cake from a divorcée’s freezer; Don did a whole bunch of shit that no one really knows about, he could be Batman for all we know, made out with Rachel Menken on a roof, and all Sally Draper got was a guilt puppy, a playhouse, and an empty promise of a pony. Pete got a hot new wife and a roast waiting for him at home. What a lucky bastard. Or maybe not? Read More Mad Men: New Amsterdam – Populated by WASPs, Fantastic Lingerie, At Least One Psychokiller in Training