Monday Puzzle Corner!

Manolo says, Ayyyy! This week, the Spirit Fingers has asked to match the misshapen melons!


Dior Boots for the Monday

Manolo says, it is the Monday following the Fourth of July weekend and you are back at your desk, heavily sunburned, your hair still smelling of gunpowder and antiseptic balm.

Thanks to your husband, it was “the weekend to remember”.

Indeed how could you ever forget that headline in the Saturday morning newspaper, “Fireworks Hijinks Send Local Man to Emergency Room.”

“Well, it could be worse,” you think to yourself, “at least they managed to sew them back on.”

Still, your nerves are jittery, you think you might be slightly deafened in one ear, and your co-workers are sniggering behind your back about “Billy Ray’s” latest misadventures with the explosives.

You are tempted to stand up and shout, “Yes, his middle name is Ray, but he goes by William, dammit! Not Billy Ray! And he’s a good man!” But you know that it will do no good for they are louts and malcontents and petty peoples with no respect for those who dream big.

Oh, how you will have the last laugh on them, when your man clears that final technical hurdle and solves the difficult problem of turning kudzu into the cheap ethanol-based fuel.

“Think of it, honey,” he says to you so often, ” two birds with one stone! Kudzu and OPEC gone forever!”

You have already promised yourself that on that day you will march into the office and quit in the most spectacular, bridge-burning..no, no… BRIDGE-EXPLODING manner possible.

Naturally you will need your marching boots, something extravagant like these gorgeous python-print knee-high boots from Dior!

Christian Dior Python Knee-High Boots

Manolo for the Men in the Guardian

Manolo says, our own Isidore Gallant is praised mightily in the Guardian for his amusing work at the Manolo for the Men Blog.

On the catwalk, designers have tended to show several clashing patterns on one model, a look that has the same disconcerting effect on the eyeballs as glueing your face to a Bridget Riley painting. In the unlikely event that you feel bound to copy this serving suggestion, may I direct you towards Manolo For The Men, a splendid American fashion blog that appears to be written by Niles off Frasier. It bandies the word flâneur about with impunity, disdains American Apparel as “a smutty Gap” and spontaneously combusts when it spots John Travolta wearing a pre-tied bow tie. “Are you a child?” it squawks. “Why not just wear sweatpants?”

Many thanks to the Manolo’s internet friend Linda Grant for alerting the Manolo to this.