Christian Louboutin Pumps for the Monday

Manolo says, it is Monday and you are back at your desk, slaving away again for The Man. However, today, unlike most other Mondays you are feeling perky and chipper and bubbly and…and…wonderful, for you think that you may possibly, might be maybe in love.

Of the course, you cannot be 100% positively certain, for the modern condition of your generation, which might best be described as detached irony mingled with studied diffidence, has rendered you incapable of fully evaluating such things.

But, there it is again, that incomparably wonderful tingly feeling in the exact center of your chest, together with the shortness of breath that strikes you at odd minutes, with the hot flushes and the sweaty palms.

And one could well imagine that this might be the onset of some terrible illness, except that these symptoms are usually accompanied by bits and pieces of Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s Sonnets from the Portuguese, frequently wrapped around powerful mental images of that broad-shouldered, curly-headed young man with the liquid brown eyes.

So that one minute you are working on the Barfflefarb account, when whammo!

I think of thee!–my thoughts do twine and bud
About thee, as wild vines, about a tree,
Put out broad leaves, and soon there’s nought to see
Except the straggling green which hides the wood.
Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understood
I will not have my thoughts instead of thee
Who art dearer, better! rather, instantly
Renew thy presence. As a strong tree should,
Rustle thy boughs and set thy trunk all bare,
And let these bands of greenery which insphere thee
Drop heavily down,–burst, shattered, everywhere!
Because, in this deep joy to see and hear thee
And breathe within thy shadow a new air,
I do not think of thee–I am too near thee.

“WHERE THE HELL DID THAT COME FROM!” you shout silently to yourself, “I haven’t read Browning since I was thirteen!”

And now your heart is pounding in your chest and sweat is beading on brow, for you are picturing your beloved (“yes, ‘beloved’ that’s the exact word”) with his trunk all bare.

Ayyyyyy! What can this be but love?

The Manolo, who has experience in such matters, would now counsel you to relax, to enjoy what is the greatest of human emotions, terrible in it’s power, sublime in its effects.

Of the course, you will need shoes, beautiful shoes expressive of your condition.

Red, Pointy-Toed, Ankle-Strap Pump from Christian Louboutin

Beautiful, simple, sincere shoes such as this pointy-toed pump from Christian Louboutin, for you have decided in this instant that you have been all wrong about Elizabeth Barrett Browning, that she is the poet after your own heart, the one person–beautiful, simple, and oh so very sincere–who understands exactly how you feel!


Super Fantastic Stila Giveaway!

Manolo says, over at the Teeny Manolo there is the fantastic contest in which you may enter for the chance to win many wonderful products from Stila Cosmetics.

Hurry! Go now and enter!


The Manolo Week in Review

Manolo says, here is the best of the week from the Manolo-sphere.


As I said, I’ve read a lot of wedding planning books over the years. This one made me laugh out loud, play with interactive tools on the net, and generally wish I had my wedding to plan again simply so I could have an excuse to use this book a lot.

Mr. Henry…

Did you realize that High Wasp society considers the humble, old-fashioned meat loaf to be the ultimate in chic? At Connecticut country estate weekend parties it’s positively revered as a holy relic.)


Literal: ¡Qué gente! fue lo que exclamé cuando leí la nota sobre la reciente elección de la revista ‘Gente in English’, o perdón ‘People en Español’, en la que nombraron a Penélope Cruz como la mejor vestida del año y a Niurka Marcos como la peor vestida.


Sugarlump, if you are reading this –and I hope you are– I think it’s time for Auntie Plumcake to lay a little church on you in re: your particularly tragic pantular situation.I can see your bum. Your nooks, your crannies, the fabrication, weight and pattern (black with pink polkadots? Really? Is it still 2004 where you live?) of your bikini briefs.


Being female does not guarantee wisdom or empathy.


When you first discover you are pregnant, one of the first things you do, after the initial panic, is think of names for your beautiful yet-to-be-born child.


Um, wow. I’m nearly speechless.

Spirit Fingers…

Look, I’m pretty sure it has to do with his great personality and not the fact that he owns all those luxury yachts in the background.


Hoy es uno de agosto, hace calor, bochorno veraniego y apetece estar al borde del mar o piscina, pero yo pienso en Otoño en la cantidad de zapatos que podría adquirir para mi armario ropero, que la “vuelta al cole” está ahí a la vuelta de la esquina.

Never teh Bride…

Naturally, I did what I always do in such situations, which is move forward without ever once looking back.

Isisdore Gallant…

As any haberdasher will tell you, a fine hat is to be placed on its crown when not being worn so as not to warp the brim.


Anna Wintour, Carine Roitfeld, Kate Moss y demás íconos fashionistas caminan por el mundo luciendo un estilismo que de no ser por la diversidad de marcas, sería como el vestir de una caricatura que jamás cambia de ropa.


Manolo the Columnist

Manolo says, here is the Manolo’s latest column for the Express of the Washington Post.

Dear Manolo,

Now that July is over, I’ve begun to think about more autumnal shoes. I’m especially eager to find a girly flat with lots of personality. Please help.


Manolo says, August has arrived and although the weather remains intolerable, the Manolo has also begun to obsess over the shoes for the fall.

What are the perfect shoes to wear while hunting for the pumpkins, or watching the football games, or instructing your lawn minions to rake the leaves under the Japanese maple?

These are the sort of questions that occupy the Manolo’s mind, even as he huddles in his air-conditioned home, sipping iced tea, and mopping his brow.

But then it is always thus, no? We are fickle creatures who in the depths of winter long for the strappy sandals spring will bring, but in the summer daydream of the cozy fur-lined boots we will wear when picking out the Christmas tree.

Look! Here is the Papillion from Kate Spade, the super girly chocolate suede flat with the outsized bow that would be perfect to wear to your friend’s annual Autumnal Equinox party.

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