The Daily Mail reports that conical bras, made popular by ‘50s icons Marilyn Monroe and Jane Russell and then again by Madonna in the ‘80s, are making a big comeback. Not only did the bras make appearances on recent catwalk collections, sales have had a huge increase, with some styles selling as much as 33 percent more than this time last year. The economy, of course, is being credited for the resurgence of the pointy bra, just as it is for shorter skirts, red lipstick, bigger hair, and just about any other cyclical fashion trend that’s reappeared in the last year or so. A spokesperson for a department store in London said: “Throughout the last century the trend for feminine pointy shaped bras experienced a renaissance following times of a toughened economy, marking a return of unabashed femininity as women seek to have more fun with fashion as a form of escapism.” What, no mention of “Mad Men”? Personally, I think Joan Holloway and the other ladies of the hit TV show may have a greater impact on the sales of nostalgic lingerie than the economy; how about you? And would you wear a conical bra yourself? [Daily Mail]

As the weather outside starts to get frightful, evenings parked in front of the TV are sounding more and more appealing. What will I be watching this week? The World freaking Series! But do not fear, even if you aren’t into baseball, there’s lots of exciting stuff happening this week: Samantha Ronson‘s cameo on “90210”; the premiere of “V,” which is being hailed as the new “Lost”; a new episode of “The Real Housewives of Orange County”; and, sigh, the season finale of “Mad Men.”

Sally Draper is an inquisitive little girl. “Where is daddy going?” “Why is mommy crying?” “How do you make a Mai Tai?” Ah, kids can be so cute! Especially when they’re trying to play little bartender, like in these awesome cocktail cheat sheets. Illustrated by Dyna Moe, the official show artist who has “Mad Men”-ized so many sweet Facebook photos, the drink recipes are pretty and informative for the kids, 21 and over. After the jump, see what girlie concoctions Sally’s stirring up tonight. [WOW]

Betty Draper doesn’t take any crap. Well, until she booted Don out of the house last season, the “Mad Men” matron took a lot of crap from her two-timing husband. Rather, stay-at-home suburban mom Betty doesn’t take any crap from her two oldest children, Sally and Bobby, and that brand of maternalism would make her practically an endangered species in America today. In nearly every episode, Betty sternly barks: “No,” “Go upstairs and play,” or “Don’t touch that”—and the rugrats actually listen.

• Elisabeth Moss, Peggy Olson on “Mad Men,”  married Fred Armisen on Sunday, Oct. 25. [Jezebel]—They look like a cool, quirky couple.
• Khloe Kardashian and Lamar Odom got each other’s initials tattooed on their hands. [Us Weekly]—This must mean they plan on staying together for a while. Then again, most tattoos are removable.
• Bradley Cooper is reportedly bringing Renee Zellweger home to Philadelphia for the holidays to meet the Cooper family. [OK! Magazine]—Hopefully, she’ll leave her sour face at home.

OK, I’m about to discuss a short scene from last night’s episode of “Mad Men,” so if you haven’t watch it yet — oh my God, you have to watch it!!! — you may want to stop reading. Are we all good now? Good. Now that we can speak freely, first, how awesome was Joan’s big moment last night when she finally gave Dr. Rape what he had coming? I cheered! And then I rewound and watched it several times over. If you don’t have the show recorded, luckily NYMag.com created an animated GIF.

“I read Sex and the Single Girl and Sex and the Office before [both written by former Cosmopolitan editor-in-chief, Helen Gurley Brown, in 1962 and 1965, respectively] — not before the pilot, because I didn’t know about it at that point — but after the pilot, and before we started season one. They were huge inspirations. I started turning down pages of things that I thought would be useful or relevant, and then I realized every single page was turned down. [Laughs] Tons of great tidbits that, you know, even if no one else catches them or something, that I’m thinking of.  ... Like the way you prepare your desk. Making sure there are little candies out because that’s enticing. Making sure that your slip shows just a tiny, tiny bit when you’re sitting down because that’s alluring.”

— Christina Hendricks, the actress who plays Joan Holloway on “Mad Men,” on where she gathered inspiration for the role. Read more of her thoughts on Joan in a great interview with New York magazine’s Vulture blog.

What’s sexier—your guy dressing up as Don Draper for Halloween or him dressing like that regularly just because? We’d vote for both, but now male “Mad Men” fans have the option to be dapper Don every day thanks to Brooks Brothers’ limited-edition “Mad Men” suit. Created by Janie Bryant, the show’s costume designer, the ensemble is a pretty genius interpretation of ‘60s menswear with its skinny lapels and angled kerchief pocket. And while the cut is a bit retro, something about it remains classic. (Break it in on Halloween, then wear to the office for years to come.)

“Mad Men” acolytes with eagle eyes might’ve noticed that the book Betty Draper brought into the tub with her on last night’s episode was none other than The Group by Mary McCarthy. Published in 1963 but set in the 1930s, The Group is a subtly scathing portrait of a circle of educated, upwardly mobile New York society women who all went to Vassar College—at the time more of a finishing school than a bastion of liberal education – together. The book follows these eight frenemies as their lives unfold and unravel after graduation, seeing them through abusive marriages, extra-marital affairs, birth control, familial conflict, class war, Communist sympathies, lesbianism, suicide and the ever-elusive female orgasm.

In lieu of a “Mad Men” recap—Don Draper you are making me so mad f**king that stupid teacher while Betty wallows at home!—I offer you this hilarious video from Frisky friend, Sara Benincasa. The stand-up comic, “Gossip Girl” expert, recovering agoraphobic, and all-around awesome chick has imagined what it would be like if Peggy Olson had her own vlog (i.e., video blog). This is the first of hopefully MANY more installments. [YouTube: Sara Benincasa]

January Jones, aka “Mad Men”‘s Betty Draper, is on the cover of November’s GQ, and in the accompanying article, she eats queso and drinks beer while talking about the progression of her career. A boyfriend’s mom actually helped her learn manners and get rid of her Iowa accent, even after she and the dude broke up! Keep reading for January’s take on Betty and how another ex, who told her she wouldn’t make it in Hollywood, helped her get where she is today.

About three weeks ago, 27-year-old “Mad Men” scribe Kater Gordon won an Emmy for the episode “Meditations in an Emergency,” which you know as the one where Betty Draper does the deed with some dude in the women’s powder room of a Manhattan bar. Kater was kind of like Weiner’s personal Peggy Olson. She started off babysitting his kids, but after the two started talking television, he hired her as his personal assistant. During season one of “Mad Men,” she became his writer’s assistant and by the end of season two was given the opportunity to co-write the season finale. For season three, she was promoted to full-fledged staff writer. But, surprise, Nikki Finke of Deadline Hollywood is reporting that Kater has been fired. “We think [Kater’s] done a great job, particularly for someone whose career has progressed so quickly,” a show insider told Finke. “Now, however, Matt has reluctantly decided that their relationship has reached its full potential. There’s absolutely no doubt that Kater will continue to have unprecedented success in her career as she spreads her wings.” [Deadline]

David Letterman sat down for a chat with my boyfriend “Mad Men“‘s Jon Hamm, and the conversation ventured into the territory of Hamm’s former career as a set dresser on those late-night Cinemax movies where chicks run around naked and guys hump them. During this “fallow period” of his acting career, Hamm was a prop wrangler on soft-core movies. “It was an exciting moment in my life,” Hamm reminisces. “It’s a closed set so only, you know, vital personnel are there. Then you see the guy that, like, runs the craft service thing, like, kind of eating a hot dog, staring at it. And it’s like, why does Jimmy need to be here?” Maybe they can work this story into a Sterling Cooper plot line? [Huffington Post]

I’ve been obsessively watching “How I Met Your Mother” after discovering it late (super late) in the third season. Actually, I let it slip that I wasn’t watching it and then got harangued by everyone I knew for not knowing what it meant to be the married “Lily” of the group. Since then, I’ve been loving Neil Patrick Harris’ bad Barney. His Lothario-dude, who would be a creepy, sadistic psychopath in real life, is adorable on TV as he wham-bam-thank-you-ma’ams his way through the ladies of New York. Except, this season he is adorable in a brand-new way. He’s found love with Robin, an uncomfortable, wince-inducing, awesome, making-out and having-googly-eyed-Sunday-brunch kind of love. And I love that he’s in love. Which got me thinking about all the other fictional characters that I’ve wanted to watch fall in love. Or at least get kissed.

Guess who AskMen.com readers voted the most influential man of 2009? Don Draper, who, technically, is a not a “real” man but a fictional character. Sure, I love me some hot Hamm every Sunday night, but, at the end of the torrid hour, I realize that “Mad Men” is just a television show and that Don Draper is just a caricature of a man struggling with his own demons, unwilling to face his problems head-on. So why are guys so obsessed with Don, to the point that they treat him as an actual person?

I know we all have “Mad Men” fever these days. On the off chance that you have become desensitized while watching Betty Draper suck those cancer sticks and throw back cocktails with her bun in the oven, let me remind you once again that smoking while pregnant is hazardous to the baby. Wait? You already knew that? But in case you need just one more good reason to quit lighting up while knocked up, a new U.K. study about smoking while pregnant is likely to scare the s**t out of you.

Those wacky Muppet operators over at “Sesame Street” have created a wonderful send-up of “Mad Men.” In it, puppets Don Draper and Co. at Sterling Cooper learn how to be ... happy! Who would have thunk it? I love the idea of Draper the cad going to teach the little kiddies that what’s important in life is not being a mad ad man, but finding happiness through honey advertising. It would have been awesome if Kermit played Don and Miss Piggy played Betty, but maybe they’re saving that for “The Muppets Take Mad Men.” [BuzzFeed]

“Mad Men” has been a lil’ up and down for me this season, with some serious highs—the “everyone has a talent” episode!—and lows—slowwwwww moving storylines, for one. On last night’s episode, something totally climactic happened, but it gave me a case of the pukes. Yes, “I wanna take you in that bedroom, lock the door, take your clothes off with my teeth, throw you on the bed, and give you a go-around like you’ve never had,” is a hot pick-up line—but uttered by Duck?! VOMS.

I’ve written here before about how Joan Holloway makes me feel better about myself. With her flame hair, pale skin and curvy figure, she and I could be sisters. It’s been a real boost to my confidence to see someone who looks like me get so much positive attention for her appearance. It’s been especially gratifying to watch Christina Hendricks, the actress who plays Joan, really own her curves in an industry that preys on insecurities and exploits anything that differs from the norm (in this case, stick-thin figures). So I was a little confused when I read an article in the Daily Mail this morning that accuses Hendricks of succumbing to pressures of the “body fascists” by losing weight. As proof of her drastic weight loss, the paper presents a photo of Hendricks taken at last week’s Emmy Awards where she looks, to me, just as curvy and lovely as ever. “She’d lost weight from her face, arms and bottom,” Hendricks’ weight-watcher accuses, “and her glorious hourglass shape had changed into something dangerously close to the typical Hollywood lolly-stick with breasts.” Wha?? Was the author seeing the same photo that I am? If Hendricks is “dangerously close to typical Hollywood,” then I’m lunching at the Ivy and giving crotch-shots to the paparazzi swarming outside my limo.