Manolo at the Politics Central

Manolo says, the Manolo’s latest effort for the Politics Central is now available for the reading.

Manolo says, it is the well-known and widely admired policy of the Manolo to generally ignore the risible antics of the American political classes.

This it is not simply because the Manolo has the more important things to do with his time, such as wonder what has happened to his funky little fashion troll, but also because unmannerly behavior and rudeness of any sort are anathema to the Manolo.

Yet, there are the instances when the behavior of one politician or the other becomes so egregious that even the Manolo cannot happily ignore it.

Such is the case with the actions of the now-notorious congressional dumb-bell, Mark Foley, who was revealed this past week as having sent the lurid emails to the supple young pageboy, emails in which he apparently proposed acting out the key scenes to the 1987 movie the Dirty Dancing, with Foley offering to take the role played by the Patrick Swayze, with all of the star’s signature moisture.

You may read the whole thing at the Politics Central


Project Runway 3, Finale, Part One

Manolo says, ayyyyy, the Green Eyed Monster raises it’s red head, bringing the expensive Louis Vuitton luggage with it!

This complaint by the Laura against the Jeffrey was perhaps the most unseemly example of the rampant jealousy the Manolo has ever seen. To complain to Tim and the producers, like the crybaby, because your opponent’s garments are too good seems to the Manolo to be the acme of insecurity.

“Waaaaaah! Jeffrey’s clothes are better than mine, please disqualify him!”

Yes, the Manolo does not doubt that the Jeffrey’s final garments were finished to the higher degree of perfection than he had demonstrated during the regular competition. How could it be otherwise? The weekly challenges of the Project Runway are to be completed in the mere hours, while Jeffrey had two months to prepare his final garments.

This episode, it has greatly lowered the Manolo’s opinion of the Laura, and much worse, it has also diminished the Manolo’s enthusiasm for the Michael who went along with this unseemly accusing.

Also bothering the Manolo, was that this was the second time this season when the Tim publicly confronted the contestant with the accusation. Declassé… the Manolo would have hoped that such disciplinary actions would be taken in private, with only the Tim, the accused, and the cameras in attendence. Certainly this is how Tim would handle this as the academic dean at Parsons? But apparently such common sense things are not possible in the world of the reality television.

Aside from this needless controversy, what is there to say about this first part of the finale, other than that the Bravo TV is begining to seriously alienate the warm affections of the Manolo, if for no other reason than that they have been dribbling out these final episodes. The Fashion Week was more than the month ago, and the ardor the Manolo has felt for the Project Runway has begun to dim.

What is that the Manolo hears in the distance…the faint sounds of the shark preparing to be jumped?

Although, it is certainly not too late to restore this beloved show to its former glory. The Manolo demands that the producers ditch the senseless drama and petty gamesmanship and focus again on the manifest joys of making the fashion.


The Maestro

Manolo says, here is the marvelous New York Daily News article on the maestro di tutti maestri, the inimitable Manolo Blahnik.

So when Sofia Coppola needed a designer to re-create the period’s decadent shoes that were handed to the spoiled queen (Kirsten Dunst) on a posh pillow, she called on Blahnik.

Her film, “Marie Antoinette,” opening Oct. 20, is partly based on an Antonia Fraser biography of the queen that takes a particularly sympathetic tack, much like Manolo’s, on the subject.

Movie buff Blahnik started his homework by studying original 18th-century shoes in Paris. The Victoria and Albert museum in London gave him footwear that belonged to the French queen. “So I did some kind of a cross between academic and a little bit of fantasy,” he says.

But then, his shoes – especially the film’s, a collection of candy-colored heels embellished with ribbon and buttons and beads – are a fantasy.

“Indeed, that is the only thing I want to offer to people,” he says. “Of course, I’m like everybody else; I have to do black and brown shoes and a little bit of Mary Janes and satin, but my nature is kind of theatrical, simple and dramatic.”

Yet again, the Maestro proves why he is worthy of our adoration.

Never teh Bride

Manolo for the Brides

Manolo says, ayyyyyy! The Manolo has been so busy this past week that he has let slip by the most important date, the one year anniversary of the most super fantastic Never teh Bride becoming the editor and blogger-in-the-chief of the Manolo for the Bride Blog.

In the opinion of the humble Shoeblogger, no one is as knowledgable or as enthusiastic about the weddings and the brides, and no one writes abouts such things as well, as intelligently, or with as much humor as the Never teh Bride.

She is quite simply the best at writing about the weddings today, which, considering there are several of the magazines and hundreds of the books devoted to this topic, makes this the not inconsiderable achievement.

So, the Manolo would now tell you to go to the Manolo for the Brides so that you may see that the good blogging is really just the good writing, and that the exceptionally smart and funny writers can make you interested in the most unlikely subjects.