In case you didn’t know, I’ve something of a Mad Men obsession. Is it the 1960s aesthetic? The artful way dramatic tension builds both over individual episodes and the entire season? Is it simply my inimitable love for the World’s Second Greatest Joan? Je ne sais pas, but it’s probably all of these reasons and an endless slew of others. So you can only imagine my reaction on the subway yesterday when I read that New York Magazine is co-sponsoring a slew of themed events centering around my chief obsession. Yup:
That subway cop was NOT amused one bit.
But really, it’s almost too much to be true. Hell, it is too much to be true! Take a trip to the Hilton New York for a selection of vintage cocktails inspired by Mad Men? Why, I simply must pretend I work at Sterling Cooper and go to there for lunch! And then return that evening for more cocktails and a video installation projects 1960s vintage ads on the side of the Museum of Arts and Design? That may be a bad idea, so let’s do that on a Friday!
As for the Mets game? Well, I’m not going unless I’m guaranteed a fedora, so I’ll just pass. It’s not like I’d actually go to watch the game! HA!
The pièce de résistance, though, is the main reason I simply can’t contain myself: