I’m so ready for Don & Company to be back. Alison and I may have to fight over who gets to (libidinously) cover this season of Mad Men (hello, girl, I have Mad Men’d myself already, see me and Don, above) – but in any case, stay tuned for lots of WTF?! commentary and ruminations on lust, ambition, hypocrisy, infidelity, fashion, advertising, woman power, misogyny, cigarettes and America’s cult of masculinity. As well as lots of self -loathing and self-flagellation about WHYYY Don Draper is so hot when he’s also such an a$$hole???
**SPOILER ALERT! We’re gonna talk about it all! Don’t read further if you’re not caught up!**
There’s lots to LOVE about Mad Men this season – but not a whole lot to LUST over.
I make this statement with dismay, because Mad Men was one of the first shows I watched with libidinous abandon for this WTF?! series on hot men, sex, fantasy and television. Why do women (like me!) lust after – and fall for – lying, cheating bastards like Don Draper? What is it that underlies their intense erotic allure?
Whatever “it” is, it has been conspicuously missing from Mad Men so far in Season 4. Don in his dark, shabby apartment. Don misspeaking like a rookie to a gossip-mongering journalist. Don losing the account for which he won the Cleo (and generally bucking under the pressure of a Sterling Cooper Draper Pryce under seige.) Don retreating to an underwater reverie as he swims laps in an effort to cut down on the booze. Don failing his struggling adolescent daughter. Don emabarking on a potentially meaningful relationship with a woman every ounce his savvy, upstart, tenacious peer.
Ew Ew Ew! Season 4 is a cold shower of un-arousing plot points.
But it’s making me think.
The second season of HBO show HUNG is here! With the tag line “New Season. Old Profession.”
The high concept of the show is that this down-on-his-luck, high-school-basketball-coach, divorced-father-of-two, named Ray, has nothing to capitalize on in this economy but his very large penis. With the help of two bickering, competitive female pimps – one a self-righteous poet, the other an amoral personal shopper – Ray becomes an escort, servicing ladies throughout Detroit. And he works hard for the money.
It turns out my sickness was swine flu (take that Forman!), and having exhausted my backlog of HOUSE re-runs on DVR, I turned to Showtime for solace, where once again I was faced with a torturous dichotomy of desire: Dexter vs. Henry VIII.
Talk about hyper-masculinity. Any man willing to hack apart the opposition limb by limb gets bonus stud points AND bastard points in my book – making him pretty much irresistable (from my pre-established hypothetical standpoint of course). And even if he has an executioner do the dirty deed…that power trip is sexy too. WTF?!
Dr. House Is Sexy
I’ve been sick with the flu all day and watching HOUSE re-runs, which have convinced me I’m actually dying from a rare form of parasitic infection combined with hypertensive amyloidosis. Impending doom aside, I’m marveling at the fact that my two major TV crushes of the moment are Dr. House himself and (of course) Don Draper from MAD MEN. In other words, the two biggest bastards on television. It has to be said: WTF?!
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