Manolo says, the most recent column of the Manolo for the Express of the Washington Post it is now available for the downloading.
The topic? Mandals!
My husband and I are about to head to Mexico. He is a very stylish man, and we are stymied by his beach options. Most mandals are either unmanly or hopelessly granola. Is there anything for the self-respecting man who doesn’t appreciate the flip-flop?
Manolo says, this it is the new delimma for the mens who are travelling in the regions of the tropics: what to wear now that the white linen suit, the panama hat, and the white buck shoes are no longer in the fashion?
Sadly, what has replaced this dignified and classic look is something that may perhaps be described as the “Robinson Crusoe Tatterdemalion”, with the raggedy-baggity board shorts, the stretched-out, stained tank top advertising Mr. Zog’s Sex Wax, and the flip flops that appear to have been constructed of the plastic palm fronds and coconut fibers.
In place of this garish and juvenile “getup”, the Manolo proposes that you take as your mantra, WWTJBD? What Would The Jimmy Buffet Do?
Who better to turn to for the advice than the genius muse of the Gulf Coast, the man who has guided generations of the Parrotheads in constructing the entire pastel-colored, rum-soaked Margaritaville fantasy world?
And thus the answer to the question, it is do as the Jimmy Buffet does, by wearing the presentable khaki shorts, the untucked hawaiian shirt of the high quality, and the leather sandals of the manly shape and cut, such as the Capistrano from the Tommy Bahama. This sandal it is not childish, nor unmaly, and it savors not of the granola.