Manolo’s Shoe Blog

Manolo says, Ayyyyy! It is the fashion week in Iran!

High production values!

Very figure flattering, that.

She has got the Bette Davis eyes!

Manolo says, adding the whimsical numbers to the ugly shoes does not make them pretty.

Manolo says, the Kathleen at the Fashion Incubator she has posted several lengthy and quite impressive pieces connected with the latest Carnivale of the Couture. If you are at all interested in the creative process and how the aspect of technical complexity figures into the production of the pieces of fashion, you must go now to her site and scroll down to read all of these interesting items.

P.S. Because of the Manolo’s very busy schedule of travelling the Manolo has decided to temporarily put the Carnivale of the Couture on the hiatus, until the first week of the September. (Although, if the volunteer would like to relieve the Manolo of this duty during this period…)

Manolo says, Ayyyyyy! The Manolo’s internet friends at the very funny Snarkywood have snarked the Manolo’s beloved Hasselhoff .

Manolo says, please, star-spangled jockey girl, come judge our fashion contests.

Manolo says, one of the Manolo’s many internet friends, the Justin, has just written the most entertaining and informative article about the street style blogs.

[A]n exciting new development is making it easier than ever to follow the look of the man (and woman) on the street. Made possible by faster Internet access and cheaper digital photography, street-fashion blogs have sprung up all over the world, and they are quickly proliferating.

The best of these sites capture the joys of people-watching and offer an experience that’s more like lounging on a park bench than flipping through a fashion magazine. For one thing, the blogs aren’t label-conscious: Few identify the brands worn, and not one mentions the prices paid. Their subjects also tend to be dressed casually, with few business suits or cocktail outfits in sight. Even better, many of the subjects are actually smiling—quite a faux pas in the fashion world, which still demands the scornful, stricken look that traces back to Lord Byron.

The Manolo loves the street style blogs for exactly the reasons that the Justin has cited, because they display what the real peoples are really wearing. The best of them show us that super fantastic style it is not merely the province of the rich and powerful.

Here is another portion of the article which the Manolo believes to be most wise.

But ultimately these blogs should strengthen the leveling and decentralizing forces that continue to dismantle the once dominant fashion pyramid. The time is long past when a few couturiers could dictate international style from the heights of Paris. Thanks to the growing popularity of this new medium, it seems likely that a leaderless multitude will increasingly influence fashion from the ground—or rather, pavement—up.

Of the course, it is not the secret that the Manolo should agree with this, as he has on many occasions in the past spoken about the trend towards the greater democratization of the fashion.

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

The topic it is the shoe trends for the fall.

Dear Manolo,

Black boots for brown boots this fall?

Jen

Manolo says, yes it is the middle of the stinking hot July, but already for many of the months the Manolo has been thinking about the shoe trends for the autumn of the 2006.

At the very front of the Manolo’s thinking parts are the words “dark” and “baroque”

The Manolo believes that this fall we shall be wearing the shoes and boots in the deeper colors, and that there will be the certain baroque dramatic complexity to those shoes and boots. Look especially for the sculptural heels and perhaps the embroidered and braided materials with the dark ornamentation.

Of the course, the Manolo would also point out to his friends, all the trends aside, that the black boot it is one of the necessary items in any super fantastic girl’s inventory. You must own the pair, as nothing can take their place in certain important situations, such as when you wish to dump your latest no-good boyfriend.

Here is something new from the Mikala that has captured the Manolo’s attention; the handsome boot that perfectly expresses the seasonal trends.

Manolo says, of the course the Malan could not design the pageant gown! What true classic villian could design the pageant gown?

Such bubbly happy things are like the Kryptonite to the villians, guaranteed to bring them to their knees.

Yes, we were as the viewers supposed to feel the pity for the Malan, all because the Mother of the Malan had such cruel words for his designs.

The Manolo asks you, though, what villian has ever had the pleasant childhood? Such are the nasty experiences that make the villians.

No, the Manolo blames the producers of the Project Runway for allowing the the Malan to be eliminated early. Better to have taken his schlumping, whining, talentless partner, the Katherine as the mostly innocent sacrifice, so as to allow the Malan to survive to trouble us later with his Igor-like laugh, his strange, Englishy accent, his pasty white skin and the slick dark hair. (In the movie versions, the Malan is certain to be played by the Alan Rickman.)

Of the course, it goes almost without the saying that his dress it was bad, so very, very bad. But did not the Santino survive the worse disasters in the last season? For the example, the ridiculous wickety-wack Spring Time for Hitler underwear, which was accompanied by the lengthy runway argument with the Nina.

The problem for the Malan it is that this season has the surfeit of potential villians.

Case in the point, Angela, the crunchy hippy crafter who turns out to be the complete snake-in-the-macramé, unable to sketch, unable to do anything to help the so very annoying, panic-prone, and shouty Vicent avoid putting the silly sleeves on his gown.

Or consider the handsome and serpentine Keith who attempted to charm the big-haired young Delta Burke out of her gown and into his. Ayyyyy! Too much sultry and manipulative eye contact for the comfort of the Manolo!

Then there is the Jeffrey, he of the aggressive neck tattoo and the overblown/insecure ego, you know him, the one who is certain to go postal at some point in the season.

And so sadly for the Malan, the herd of the villians had grown too large and needed the culling.

As for the winners, the Kayne and the Robert, it was like watching the dinner theater remake of the movie Miss Congeniality III, in which the designer of Barbie clothes combines with the beauty pageant consultant from Oklahoma to produce the Bob Mackie-esque mermaid gown for the attractive but personality-challenged beauty queen. Zzzzzz. Wake the Manolo when the Hasselhoff makes his cameo as the celebrity judge.

Speaking of the celebrity judges and the boredom, where was the Michael Kors? In the stead, we were given the very nice, very un-bitchy, mostly boring Vera Wang, wearing her customary black uniform.

Finally, once again, the Manolo considered the design of the Laura and the Michael Knight to be the stand out. The gown had the beautiful clean lines and the bling-bling sparkle that the Manolo thought made it most arresting. Perhaps the judges considered the white color as not being appropriate to the occasion.

Ayyyyyyyy! Come back Malan, all is forgiven!

Manolo says, Ayyyyy! Once again it is time for the most fabulous of the beauty pagaents, the Miss Universe! Look, here is the Manolo’s favorite part, the competition of the native costumes.

The favorite of all the Comic Book Guys.

Inside she is as morose as the Ingmar Bergman.

Manolo sees London, Manolo sees France…