Mad for Estée Lauder

The return of Mad Men isn't the only exciting thing for those entranced by the 1960s. Elizabeth Dehn is gaga for Estée Lauder's Mad Men collection.

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After this week's season premiere, I'm right back to where I left off: clamoring for the classic beauty those Mad Men women radiate right through the television. They make me rethink my entire beauty routine. I mean, who needs smoky eyes and a bronzed complexion when there's milky white skin and red lipstick?

I may never enter Christina Hendricks territory, but I'm certainly going to try, starting with Estée Lauder's Mad Men Collection. They had me at the packaging: vintage florals and gold foil that remind me of all the pretty potions on my grandmother's vanity. I must have the Evening Rose Crème Rouge, a blush that looks like a million bucks in that fancy gold compact and is sure to yield the era's iconic rosy cheek. There's also a creamy, cool-based Cherry lipstick that has my name — and a dirty martini — written all over it. Shaken, not stirred, ladies.

Elizabeth Dehn is the editor-in-chief of Beauty Bets, an award-winning blog chock-full of product reviews, wellness tips, and DIY ideas.

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