Manolo says, in honor of the Manolo’s recent visit to the too precious for words Carmel, the Manolo presents to you these delightful woven leather skimmers by the BCBG Max Azria which bear the name of the Carmel.
These would be suitable for wandering through the fairy-tale streets, looking for your own Clint Eastwood/Prince Charming.
Manolo says, it is Tuesday, time to see what the Manolo is…
Without argument, this is the best radio station in the entire known universe, it has only ever been exceeded by its magnificent and much lamented predecessor.
Manolo says, if you have perhaps been wondering why the postings of the Manolo have been so slow this week, it is because the peregrinations of the Manolo have taken him up the coast of California, through the Big Sur, and into the most beautiful, if somewhat twee town of Carmel-by-the-Seaside.
Naturally, the Posse Manolo (the abbreviated version) did many Carmel touristy things, which included, but was not limited to, the visit to the Mission, the tea at the Tuck Box, and the shopping rampage through the tree-lined streets.
This morning, the Manolo finds himself in San Francisco, where he will be for the next two or three days, visiting with the friends, and doing what the Manolo does in beautiful and vibrant cities filled with restaurants and shops.
Manolo says, for those of you who do not follow the sporting pages, in Eastern Europe July is the month for the sport of High Heel Racing!
In Berlin.
All of it madness!
Manolo says, the Manolo reminds you that he is accepting applications for the two positions at proposed Teeny Manolo blog, the website which will be devoted to the childrens clothes, celebrity babies, and all matters associated with being the parent.
Naturally, the Manolo is looking for peoples who have interesting things to say on the above topics, and can say them in the most entertaining way possible. If you believe this is you, please send the Manolo the note together with the samples of your writings.
Manolo says, in celebration of the Queen Elizabeth’s and the Prince Phillip’s 60th Wedding anniversary, there is the exhibition of their wedding clothing, which includes the shoes she wore on the big day.
The shoes worn by Britain’s Queen Elizabeth II, on her wedding day, designed by Edward Rayne made with duchesse satin and trimmed with silver and seed pearl buckles…
Peep toes? The Manolo would not have expected that.
Manolo says, here are the few links which may perhaps amuse…
Manolo says, all this afternoon the Manolo has been hearing from his internet friends, and from the readers of his column in the Express of the Washington Post, alerting the Manolo to the unfortunate use of the word “kaffir”, which appears as the name of the shoes he recommended.
This letter from the Manolo’s reader Matthews M. is not untypical.
Dear Manolo
I refer to your article in today’s Express, p E3 where you refer to the icon look - kaffir.
You did not name the shoe. Did you know that the word “kaffir” in South Africa is as derogatory as the “N” word is in the US?
Sadly, the Manolo did not know the full extent of the hurtful vulgarity of this word. You may be assured that if he had known he would not have recommended this shoe, indeed, he would have recommended the entirely different designer.
The Manolo must now ask for your forgiveness, and hope that you, his dear readers, will not allow this unfortunate error to stand between us.
Manolo says, little baby children, such as the Violet Affleck seen above, may wear the Crocs. However, if you are the fully grown person you should avoid these ridiculous and childish rubber monstrosities.
“But Manolo,” cry the infantile, the misguided, and the willfully perverse, “the Crocs, they are so comfortable”.
Manolo answers, “so are the cardboard boxes filled with the combination of styrofoam packing peanuts and Vaseline.”
And just as the sensible person knows not to submerge their feets into such things, no matter how pleasant it may seem, so too does the sensible person know to avoid the Crocs.”
