Manolo says, the Manolo he has finally added the new horror to the Gallery of the Horrors, the Sweat from the Steve Madden.
Manolo says, here you see one of the more lamentable fashion statements of this the new millenium, the Steve Madden’s “Sweat”.
Yes, it is named, the Sweat. Most descriptive, no?
Does the name and the shoe not conjure up the mental image of the three-hundred pound man-child, shuffling down the street in the filthy pajamas, clutching at the half masticated piece of the pizza?
Yet, what is most unaccountable is that this shoe it is intended as the stylish casual shoe for the young womens, and indeed the Manolo he has on more than one of the occasions seen this shoe on the foot of the otherwise sane seeming person. Why? Why would someone wear the shoe that looks like the slipper that belongs on the foot of the mental patient?
Why? Why? Why?