The Manolo Week in Review
Manolo says, here is the best of the week from the Manolosphere.
All these people who are screeching in outrage at the photo above of a “naked” Miley Cyrus need to step back for a second and take a deep Zen breath.
Congratulations Mariah, I don’t know too much about your new husband but may he bring you more bliss than a rainbow-soaked field of dolphins being held aloft by butterflies ever will!
Men’s jackets already have shoulder-padding, so why not some, er, rear-guard action
¡Oh, diosa! ¡Oh, grande! ¡Oh, Bundchen!
One doesn’t want to natter on about the Good Old Days before one was born (too much) because they were oppressive and hypocritical and full of ugly, synthetic garments and hostility towards the people who supply the toys for our Happy Meals and our mail order babies.
I am all for looking gorgeous and luscious and va-va-voom, but I find just as there is a fine line between stupid and clever there is also a fine line between sexy and blowzy.
As she does every year at springtime, Mrs. Henry once again announced her resolve to move back to California. When asked just why she feels this compulsion, she responds opaquely, “Wouldn’t you prefer to live in California?” as if such sentiment were self-evident to anyone with half a wit.
This swimsuit makes Francesca want to become an Angel of the Charlie.
This is precisely why I always advocate choosing furnishings and color schemes that have something of a timeless quality
Todo mundo sabe que el perro es el mejor amigo del hombre y por eso en la mayoría de las ocasiones es la especie elegida para ser ese compañerito que te espera en casa después de un largo día de trabajo o una decadente fiesta.
Adoro esos tacones de Valli con esos colores tan intensos y que me dicen de las botas de Gucci, que me recuerdan a los botos rocieros de las monterías andaluzas (calzado muy español, de Valverde del Camino – Huelva) y si no veánlo uds.
Tales of other peoples’ disasters tend to be a lot more entertaining than concentrating on your own miseries, after all. It feels good to be able to point and laugh and say ‘better someone who isn’t me than me.’ I’m not proud of it, no, but there it is.