Manolo’s Shoe Blog

Manolo says, it is now official, the Manolo has gone mad for the wedges, especially the cute, summery wedges like these from the Prada.

Manolo says, It is cheating if you strap the book to your head.

Manolo says, this article it is indeed weak.

It is always a bit ticklish confronting Germans with their past. You ask them why it happened. You ask whether they supported it. Why they didn’t rebel against it? How could millions of people not see that they were wrong? Andreas from Berlin is a typical witness of the times. A mere 28 years old, his whole life will be marked by the mistakes of an entire nation — an occurrence that is singular in world history.

“I swear, I have no idea how a David Hasselhoff song could top the German charts for eight weeks in 1989,” he says. His tone is defensive and apologetic — a tone one hears across Germany when talking about the historical black mark.

This it is ridiculous; to not know that the Hasselhoff is one of the singular, multi-faceted talents of this, or any other age is to be plunged into the spiritual and intellectual darkness from which it would most difficult to emerge.

You might have never heard about “the Hoff’s” biggest smash hits “Looking for Freedom” and “Crazy for you,” but ask any German between 20 and 40 about it. After a few seconds of blushed embarrassment they might even remember the lyrics, including poetic gems like: “Everybody sunshine, everybody fun time, we’ve got the power, we’ve got the Lord.” The pain, though, must be deeply felt in a country with the long and highly regarded literary, religious and musical tradition enjoyed by Germany.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Urgh. Look! Someone is making the lame and too predictable joke at the expense of the magnificent Hasselhoff and his many ernest German friends.

This person has no soul.

Manolo says, the Manolo he has somewhat recovered from what has been the most exhausting weekend in the city of the Las Vegas, the details of which the Manolo will provide to you later this day. In the meantime, perhaps you will be amused to consider that which this week the Manolo is…

Reading…

Watching…

Reading…

Listening to…

Ayyyyy! His Funkaliciousness has returned!

Manolo says, the newest Carnivale of the Couture it is now available for your reading pleasure the blog of the Shoelover.

Manolo says, the bloggings of the Manolo will be necessarily light this weekend as the Manolo is at this moment heading out to the port of air to fly to the Las Vegas, where he and the Posse Manolo will be rolling on the Strip. (There is rumored to be good shopping in this place.)

However, do not worry, we shall resume our conversation on Monday.

Manolo says, lower left: scarred for life.

Manolo say, the most recent column of the Manolo for the Express of the Washington Post it is now available for the downloading. Today the topic it is the shoes for the maid of the bride.

Dear Manolo,

I am going to be a bride’s maid in my best friends wedding. She wanted all of us to get different shades of pink dresses, and me being the loud friend, I went with fuschia. But now the inevitable question - what color shoes do I wear with a fuschia tea length dress?

Jennifer

Manolo says, the Manolo has noticed over the past three or four of the years that the dresses of the bridesmaids have grown slightly less hideous.

Where before, the young woman who agreed to be the bridesmaid of her friend could have relied upon the the poofy/frilly gown designed to minimize the bust and maximize the booty–the thing which well-suited the needs of the bride to be unchallenged in matters of attractiveness on her super-duper-I’m-the-princess-for-life special day–now the trend it has moved towards having bridesmaids who perhaps maybe look okay.

Still the eternal problem it is that the dresses must match the fantasy color scheme decided upon by the Bridezilla and her rampaging mob of wedding consultants and hangers-on. But because it is always the role of the maid of the bride to grin and endure such indignities, she must remember that she is the designer accessory more than the actual participant.

Thus the smart maid of the bride learns the value of having the good cobbler, one who knows about the dying of the shoes.

The secret then it is to purchase the basic white satin pump of the good quality, like the Temptress from the Stuart Weitzman, and to take it to the good cobbler together with the swatch of the material of the dress.

Manolo says, the next week’s Carnivale of the Couture it will be held at the blog of the Manolo’s internet friend the Shoe Lover! And she has devised the marvelous theme for the fashion bloggers to consider.

If you could exchange your life with that of any one particular fashion “celebrity” (Shoelover will use that term loosely), whose life would it be and why?

Ayyyyyyy! Too many choices! Too many choices!