A bunch of you wrote in on this one presumably
to see how fast I’ll slap on a dress and put on make-up because I love vagina so much I want to have kids and name them Labia and Majora. Anyway, The Daily reports a possibly-single Jon Hamm is either trolling bars for strange or being remarkably polite to people that walk up to him with breasts:
Hamm first raised eyebrows while visiting Kansas City, Mo., for baseball’s All-Star Game. Flying solo at a Yahoo-sponsored VIP party at CrossroadsKC at Grinders on July 8, he chatted up a hot blonde wearing a sheer shirt — a dead ringer for his absent girlfriend.
Later that week, he got up close and personal with a gorgeous brunette in Rome. Photos from the OCTO The New Architecture of Time by Bulgari dinner on July 13 show Hamm getting handsy with gorgeous Italian actress Anna Safroncik. Westfeldt was nowhere to be seen.
One week later, he was at it again during at night out at Hot Bird in Brooklyn, N.Y., on Thursday, where he was accompanied by a statuesque blonde — again, not Westfeldt. “He didn’t even really want to go out, but I convinced him,” she was overheard bragging at the bar on Monday. Once there, she said, he pounded lagers and “was surprised nobody was coming up to him!”
While that last part sounds suspicious because TV tells me Don Draper is impossibly smooth and everything that happens on it is true, the gender of this next source should really put things into perspective:
Accompanied by fellow actor pals Jon Glaser and Eugene Mirman, Hamm hit on the female bargoers, according to Twitter user @crashnabula. “They had no game either,” he tweeted the next day. “They just bought drinks for every mediocre girl they approached, and the girls dipped after 10 min of convo.”
Translation: “Dude from Mad Men showed up and my GF blew him right in front of me. #YOLO she kept saying the whole time #YOLO”
But in all seriousness, it sounds like Don Draper has switched to full Skarsgard mode, and if this site’s anything, it’s an elaborate alert system letting you know when to freshen up your noonerhole and get on out there. So, I want details, ladies, and not because I’ll hunt you down until you tell me. Haha! Who does that? (Me.)