Manolo the Columnist

Manolo says, the latest column of the Manolo it is now available for downloading at the Express of the Washington Post.

Today, the Manolo discusses one of the horrors of modern life, the “comfort shoes.”

Dear Manolo,

Can you please recommend some stylish comfort shoes for me?


Manolo says, ayyyyy! Few things in the language of the English can inspire such cold dark horror in the breast of the Manolo as the phrase “the comfort shoes.”

More atrocities have been committed, by the comfort shoes than all of the Mongol hordes, the oil tankers, and the chainsaws combined.

It is the truism of the Manolo that the word “comfort” allows the shoe companies to believe that they can foist upon the peoples the most hideous sort of the shoes; shoes that appear to be constructed out of the rubberized burlap and dried dung, shoes that would not have been tolerated by our cave-dwelling ancestors.

This it is not to say that the comfort and style are incompatible, indeed they are not.

But rather it is to note that those shoe companies who market only based upon the comfort are, to the mind of the Manolo, equal to the Big Tobacco in the damage they are doing to the tender and gullible soul of this nation.

If you wish to see the shoe that is stylish and comfortable, but emphatically not the “comfort shoes” then the Manolo would present to you the Physical by the Stuart Weitzman; simple, atrtractive, classical, and designed to be worn on almost any occasion.

To this the Manolo can only add that this past weekend, the Posse Manolo tried on the wedge variation of the Physical by the Stuart Weitzman, and to the woman, they characterized it as being among the most comfortable shoes they have ever worn.