I was invited to a Mad Men themed party this weekend, and had lined up the “right” outfit to wear: spiky heels, crinoline-lined spaghetti-strap dress – from my Mom’s closet no less, and long gloves. Even had my hair teased to effect the look of that now-popular decade. What I didn’t count on was the painstakingly long time it took me to apply the very red – notice every mistake – red nail polish to my nails. You see, I’m a clear nail polish kind of girl…where it doesn’t matter if you “go over the lines”. Happily, the muted party lights hid any of my imperfections and I was able to pull off the masquerade. To every woman who dressed to kill for her mad man, you have no idea how much I admire you.