Manolo asked, whose shoes?
Manolo answers, it is the Dame Judy Dench!
Congratulations to the Manolo’s unnamed anonymous internet friend who was the first to identify this illustrious personage with the problem ankles.
Manolo says, this is the sort of Cavalli shoe the Manolo loves, flashy, dramatic, and all-together beautiful. And the price is not outrageous.
Why cannot all of the Cavalli shoes be like this?
Manolo says, here are the few links which may perhaps amuse…
Tell me this wouldn’t be the perfect footwear for a really well-styled lady superhero.
Manolo says, this is the sort of atrocity that makes the Manolo waver between anger and despair, while the price leaves him gasping.
P.S. Many thanks to the Manolo’s shoe-obsessed friend Wayne.
Manolo says, it is Tuesday, time to see what the Manolo is…
At the beshest of the friend the Manolo recently watched Harold and Kumar Go to the White Castle. Happily, the Manolo is able to report that this movie is vastly more entertaining than expected, which is, when one thinks of it, perhaps not saying all that much. Still, there were the few genuine laughs, and the movie is not unpleasant in spirit and intent.
Of the course, one would have to work very hard to surpass this movie as the gold standard in classic stoner movies.
Manolo says, this week, Spirit Fingers challenges us to identify the filmic feasts.
Manolo says, after seeing so many super high shoes, this three inch heel Raso slingback sandal from Miu Miu seems somewhat restrained, this despite the refined exuberance of the bling-bling ornamentation. Simply put, it is gorgeous.
Manolo says, here is the best of the week from the Manolosphere.
El amor de mi vida, como príncipe de cuento de hadas, cruzó la pasarela luchando contra otros “guerreros” del staff que le lanzaban infames injurias: “¡Sin pisar la pasarela, por favooooorrrrrrrr!”.
¡¡En Manolo Moda nos gustan los zapatos!!
As a proponent of judiciously chosen ornament, Izzy thinks this is happy news.
Everywhere I turn it seems that women are plucking their eyebrows into tiny squiggles that look like –and I’m sure you’ll pardon my indelicacy– the “boy” part of the boy-meets-girl part of the fertilization story. Not alluring.
Mr. Henry rarely makes a sauce without adding some spirit or other. More often than not, however, he pours not from the bottle but from the chef’s personal glass.
Francesca tries to remember that “Big Girl” can refer not only to the woman of generous tummy or hips, but also to the Girl of Great Height.
Watching too many wedding reality shows can do strange things to your head.
Many people are like slinkies - not really good for anything, but you can’t help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs.
My then soon-to-be sister-in-law was the first to speak up, saying, “You know that mom once lived in a trailer, right?”
Tome usted un actor y director de cine con extraordinario talento y atractivo físico, agruegue el par de Manolos de su preferencia y súmele una costumbre rara por vestirse de mujer. Para finalizar mezcle todo y sírvalo a un periodista de prensa rosa ¿Qué obtiene?
When I brought my newborn home, I thought all was perfect and well with the world. And it was. For the first eight hours.
Evidently this dog must be another one of those moviegoers who were severely bothered by the historical inaccuracies of The Other Boleyn Girl.
