Madwomen in the Attic, Madmen in the Garage

Dearest Carla Fran,
I can’t help wondering if the “sensual pleasures” the ladies received as a result of their chocolate and eggs are the subject of the “grateful confidences” that gratify the Professor’s ears. It puts me in mind of the “traditional” cures for female hysteria in the 19th century, and the peculiar forms therapy [...]

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In Which Girls Shimmy and Heathers use a Different Kind of Toilet

Dear Carla Fran,
I am a belly-dancer. I may gyrate twitchily, my Arab wave might evoke a traffic cop at a busy intersection, and my knees are a mess by the end of it all, but by gum, I’m owning it. Our mutual friend had extolled the womanly virtues of the dance, and she wasn’t kidding. [...]

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The Thrill of the Hair

Dearest Carla Fran,
It’s so funny that you mention Joan, as I optically grope Ms. Holloway every time she’s onscreen myself–did so last night, in fact, when I watched Episode 1 of Season 2 on Hulu. (The photocopier!! And Don Draper has ED! This show just gets better.)
Sadly, my lissome redhead in no way resembles JH. [...]

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