The coat Trudy wears in their last scene. It is expensive looking and stylish at the time, but also, it's clearly hemmed.

And the remains of the fabric have not been cut but left there, so it can be unhemmed when the fashions swing back again.

I'm reading it as a sign of her state of mind. Yes, I can be modern and take this leap of faith, but I'm prepared to change again if I need to. It feels honest after all she's been through

I use a lot of vintage imagery in my art and sometimes come across images that make me think "that's Sal's work."

I love the show, and I watched it all the way through for the first time during the summer after my senior year of high school (2018 summer). I loved the ambitious characters and I was obsessed with vintage everything at the time.

I’ve rewatched it at least 3 times all the way through since then- but I genuinely can’t anymore. One of the initial appeals to me was the vintage aesthetics and all, but now it all just makes me feel incredibly nostalgic and depressed. The ambitious characters make me feel bad about where I’m at in my work life and think about past mistakes.

Anytime I see or experience that retro look/feeling, it makes me think of that first summer before college or the other stages of my life I watched and enjoyed it. It feels very similar to Don’s presentation of the carousel… we can never go back.

There’s just this incredible heavy feeling I get when I think of how each character ends up in the finale, and the amount of time that’s passed since the show took place (1960’s). I think of my own past and my family, who was super into MadMen as it was airing. The whole show is just a time capsule for me, not only a cultural one - but a deeply personal and emotional one.

I’m on my third rewatch of the show and I didn’t realize until now how much I hate him, haha. He’s just so petty and moody, and there wasn’t any point in the show where he seemed like a good creative director.

I just finished Mad Men and I cannot stop sobbing. The whole series was phenomenal- the final episode made me feel so many feelings. I’m sooo glad I took the time to watch. Worth every second.

Don Draper was born in April of 1926. Van Dyke was born in December of 1925. I just can't wrap my head around the fact that there is someone still alive today who was just...a normal person in his thirties all the way back in the year 1960. Could you imagine putting your head down at night and having 100 years of life to reflect back on? Insane.