Manolo in the Journal

Manolo says, the Manolo, along with many of his fashion blogger friends, has been mentioned in today’s Wall Street Journal, where he is referred to as the “anonymous writer, known for his quirky humor and syntax.”


Shoe Head

Manolo says, ayyyyy! She is wearing the white after the Day of Labor!

Ah, much better.

P.S. Many thanks to the many who emailed the Manolo about these pictures.


After the Day of Labor, Episode 2

Manolo says, perhaps the Manolo was wrong to say it is acceptable.


Fashion Week!

Manolo says, the New York Fashion Week it is arrived!

And how do we know it is arrived…

…because this is sitting in the front row waiting for the juicy insect to fly by.

Manolo the Columnist

Manolo says, here is the latest column written by the Manolo for the Express of the Washington Post.

Dear Manolo,

I am looking for a sleek black boot with a medium heel and round toe for everyday city winter wear, something that comes to the knee and looks very narrow in the calf


Manolo says, now that the summer is coming to its inevitable end (barring the early arrival of the global warming) it is time for every super fantastic girl to consider her personal boot situation.

And although everyone wishes to have the warm feets, no super fantastic girl wishes to appear to have the largish calves.

Yes, this desire to appear to be the willowy sylph-like creature of the small calves, who lives solely upon the moonbeams and Diet Fanta, it is the culturally determined and unattainable beauty standard set by the oppressive consumerist medias.

But still, who really wants to have the keg-like calves?

The Manolo knows that such shallowness is to be decried, and that the real beauty comes in the great and marvelous variety of shapes and sizes…but what can one do?

Fashion, it is the cruelest of mistresses.

Thus the Manolo would recommend to his friend this beautiful and somewhat costly boot, the Dostic from the Robert Clergerie.

Dostic by Robert Clergerie    Manolo Likes!  Click!


Project Runway 3, Week 9

Manolo says, the Couture Challenge? In two days? This it is not the couture. You cannot do the couture in two days! And, most assuredly of everything, you cannot do the couture without the old French ladies.

Where, the Manolo asks, are the old French ladies?

You have to have the old French ladies to do the tiny-little-stitch sewing, and the fancy beading, and the ruching, and everything that is delicate and expensive and good about the couture. Without the old French ladies you have nothing, just clothes.

But, the producers have gone to the trouble of flying to the Paris to do the show, and so the facsimilie of the couture it must be produced by the designers.

And the winner, and deservedly so, was the odious Jeffrey, who does seem to have the talent. His crazy yellow plaid dress was the most innovative and entertaining and alive of all of the garments on the runway. It actually looked good.

Although, to wear this would require the clean underwear, as this garment it was cut all the way up to the girl’s hoochie coochie. The Ooo La La, indeed!

As for the rest…meh, meh, meh.

The Ulli did what the Ulli always does, which is to first imagine that she is designing the gown for herself and work from there. And the result it was the Ulli thing, only with the better fabric and the more refined stitching. Yes, she has her own vision, but frankly the Manolo he is tired of it. Flowy, flowy, loosey-goosey, hippy-dippy, brady-drapy and meh! Take it away!

The Laura, she did what the Laura always does, which is to first imagine that she is designing the gown for herself and work from there. And the result it was the Laura thing, with the black and the plunging, sternum-displying front and the good silhouette that looks like something we have seen in the past. As for the lace…meh! Take it away!

The Kayne did what the Kayne always does, which is to first imagine that he is designing the gown for himself and work from there. And the result was the Kayne thing. The skirt it was so beautiful and the color perfect, but the bodice was the wreck of the train, with the pieces flying everywhere and the stripes and the corset lacing and the gold mesh and the hundred-piece marching bands and the baton twirlers worked into it….meh! Take it away!

The Michael….the Manolo’s beloved Michael, who rarely misses the mark….The Manolo he had to avert his eyes from this disaster. Take it away!

And finally, bringing up the back, was the Vincent who produced something one would be ashamed to see come out of the junior high school home economics class. Yes, it had the nice fabric, but it was terrible, badly cut, badly made. Meh! Take him away!

And they did.

Manolo at the Politics Central

Manolo says, the Manolo’s latest column for the Politics Central it is now available for your reading pleasure.

Here is the taste of what awaits.

Manolo says, one of the Manolo’s many internet friends has asked the Manolo to comment upon the clothing of the Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, the koo-koo-nutty president of Iran.

Normally, the Manolo he does not care to think too much about the sartorial choices of such ridiculous and dangerous peoples, preferring in the stead to devote his precious thinking time to weightier matters, such as whether or not the loathsome Jeffrey will be one of the Project Runway final three, or if the Hasselhoff will ever again find the true love with the career chick of his dreams.

But, the Manolo he is nothing if not obliging to his internet friends, and so he will make the brief remarks.

Briefly and remarkably, the President of the Iran wears the same khaki windbreaker, wrinkled trousers, cheap oxford shirts, scruffy beard and wild eyes favored by the aging high school chemistry teachers everywhere.

You must go read the rest, as the Manolo discusses the clothing of the variety of dictators, including the fashion choices of this movie-star handsome tyrant…


After the Day of Labor

Manolo says, do you notice the color of the shoes?

As the Manolo has often said, if the shoe looks good, the shoe must be worn!


Sergio Rossi for the Wednesday

Eiffel by Sergio Rossi    Manolo Likes!  Click!

Manolo says, here is the pair of the magnificient boots from the Sergio Rossi. The quality of the leather in this boot it is supremely luxurious, and the style, it is of this minute.

What the Manolo Is…

Manolo says, it it Tuesday time to see what the Manolo is…


Listening to…


The Manolo cannot help himself, no matter how many times he reads the book, no matter how many times he sees the author’s obvious manipulation of our hearts, the Manolo still cries when Dickens wants him to.

Indeed, he also still laughs when Dickens wants him to. There are few things more funny than the words, “Janet! Donkies!”

The Next Carnivale of the Couture

Manolo says, the Maria at the Runway Scoop she has posted the topic for the next Carnivale of the Couture.

If you were given the chance to produce a fashion ad for your favorite designer, but were only given a $100 budget, what type of ad would fashion shoot.bmpyou produce?

The Manolo, who has the auteur’s ambition, he would love to direct the commercial for the house of fashion, although he has no idea how to manage what he would like to achieve on such the limited budget.


He Seems So Lifelike

Manolo says, Ayyyyyy! You can see daylight on the other side!