I like how these shows are all nag nag nag, criticize criticize criticize, but once you're old, fuck it, just wear whatever. Like just being able to dress yourself after sixty is an accomplishment. Sure, wear overalls and a lobster bib to your grandson's christening, that's fine. Socks and sandles? Alarmingly poor choice at fifty-nine, totally acceptable at sixty. Note to Kat: this isn't Greece, people over sixty still have to look respectable and show up to work. And I bet you really just hurt your aunt's feelings, you jerk.
Also: Margo is a high-powered executive?