This Halloween I had planned on being Betty Draper, the bored and frustrated house wife from Mad Men. I was going to get my hair coiffed in an up do, wear tight riding pants and do my best to look perfectly blonde, groomed and kept – which is a feat. I had purchased a riding helmet many years ago as some sort of ridiculous bedroom prop and was looking forward to having it make it’s first grand appearance. The thought of unapologetic chain smoking with red polished nails and batting eyes dream suddenly came to a halt when I realised that my idea was about as original as Sarah Palin or Sam and Lo-ho. The spring collection of Pink Tartan was a whimsical take on Mad Men, deliciously retro with a hint of bent up white picket fence angst. It became obvious that come groundhog day – downtown urbanites will be flocking to the stores trying to revert to a sexed up, valium popping, vacuum cleaning suburban beauty queen. Hmmm, looks like Paper Bag Princess is back in the running, I’ll have to save some serious coin and work mad Betty Draper styles for spring. Bright pastels like Barbie pink and lemon yellow made me feel pretty and virginal, while the bad ass black and white stripes with shiny above the knee skirts were ideal for bank robbing and jumping on James Dean’s bike. Models weren’t as waify, giving ode to Marilyn curves, the jiggling bountiful breasts and bum-bums were nice to watch and made us think of sandy beaches with lemonade and some smutty chick-lit.
Photos © Krist Papas