In Which I Long for Tailored Oxfords

I'm obsessed with Netflix's House of Cards. Partly because I have over the years inherited my sister's respect for and his I-look-perfectly-normal-and-now-I-will-eat-your-face acting and partly because I've adored since I first glimpsed her cheekbones in The Princess Bride. She's got an uncanny poker face; she had it then, and she has it now.

I've discovered something about myself, too. I think I love House of Cards and Mad Men and Downton Abbey and pretty much anyth...