Manolo says, even though the Manolo was travelling much of the previous week, he still found the time to write his column, which is available for the downloading at the new website of the Express of the Washington Post.
Summer is here, and I long for lovely, special, summer shoes. It is difficult, though, to find the shoes that make the heart sing without making the other attorneys say “WHY is she wearing THOSE?” Can you perhaps recommend something lovely, yet not too obvious/ostentatious, for summer for the working girl?
The heart of the Manolo, it goes out to those spirited young peoples, like the Ruby, who have found themselves in the legal profession, and who must now everyday push the giant stack of documents up the steep hill, the stack that everyday only grows larger while the summit only recedes further into the clouds.
Worse, what makes the futility doubly painful it is that while the young lawyers are pushing on the stack of papers, just outside the building, visible through the gilded windows of the senior partner’s corner office, it is the glorious warm day that is dying without them.
Is it the wonder then that so many of the lawyers fantasize about the escape, usually through such ridiculous and magical means as the writing of the best-selling legal thriller, one that will, quote, “make the Grisham look like Mary Poppins.”
Do not despair, young lawyers, the Dr. Manolo has the prescription for the feeling of ennui brought on by the knowledge of legal entropy…it is the shoes!
The Manolo suggests the Hampton from the Stuart Weitzman, it is the light, coolly sophisticated shoe in the neutral tones that will sooth your lawyerly estrangement from nature.