There's no way I could pull off Joan, and I'm really more of a Peggy, but that would make a pretty boring Halloween costume, so I decided to go for Betty instead since I already had most of the costume (pumps plus full-skirted shirtdress? check. flowered apron? check.) It's really just an excuse for me to pretend it's still 1963, which I love.
And I'm happy to report that I have found the crowning touch for the costume---the perfect red lipstick, Maybelline in Are You Red-y.
After a brief scarring experience at the Clinique counter in Macy's Herald Square packed to capacity with thousands of tourists fleeing the rain and a quick foray into Sephora, I decided I couldn't justify spending $20 for a lipstick that I'll probably be too chicken to ever wear again, and opted for Duane Reade (way less pressure).
Now that I have a matching white headband and string of plastic pearls, all I need to decide is whether to carry a fake cigarette with me.
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