Manolo the Columnist

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

Dear Manolo,

My boss has invited me and another coworker to spend Memorial Day Weekend at his beach house on Maryland’s Eastern Shore. He’s a great guy, and his house is supposed to be quite comfortable but I’m still worried about making a good impression, since I’m from Kansas where people don’t have
beach houses. Please help.


Manolo says, how lucky to be invited to spend time in this fairytale land of crab cakes and picturesquely crusty old Chesapeake watermen (where they say “aboot” instead of “about”, just like the Canadians!)

Not as exclusive and stuffy as the coast of New England, nor (outside of Ocean City) as oppressively blighted with the mini-golf courses and gimcrack souvenir shops as further south, the Eastern Shore is the exact right blend of Atlantic Americana, sort of southern, kind of not.

As for what the Kansas girl should wear, the Manolo recommends going the little bit preppy. That sweater she has draped over her pastel-colored polo shirt will come in handy in the cool coastal evenings, just as those boat shoes, worn without socks, will keep her from falling into the water when she visits the rustic dock-side crab shack.

Of the course, being somewhat preppy does not preclude wearing cute thong sandals for the big Saturday night out at the femous crab restaurant, where you will dine like Maryland royalty on crab salad, crab cakes, and crab-berry shortcake.

Look here is the Mckim from Lilly Pulitzer. It is perfect, no?

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Whose Shoes Wednesday…The Answer!

Manolo asked, whose shoes?

Manolo answers, it is the Princess Grace Kelly!

Congratulations to the Manolo’s super fantastic friend, Deja Pesu, whose blog, Une femme d’un certain age, is always delightful.

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Manolo the Columnist

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

Dear Manolo,

After meeting my parents for the first time, my boyfriend of nearly four months decided to break it off with me. I think I’ve finally convinced myself that he was a jerk, but I still need consoling . Can you recommend some shoes that will ease my pain?


Manolo says, it is clear that the Manolo’s friend understands one of the undeniable truths of life, that shoes are among the most powerful anelgesics known to womankind. Indeed, few things can alleviate romantic heartache and depression as quickly as shopping for the new pair of shoes.

Strangely, the curative power of shoe shopping is little recognized by modern science.

Today, more often then not, if one goes to the psychiatrist to complain about the broken heart, one comes away with the fistful of antidepressants and the head filled with Dr. Freud’s banalities, when what is really needed is the following: one’s best friends, the quart of high-end Rocky Road, and Saks Fifth Ave’s shoe department. Repeat treatment as indicated.

Shoe shopping with your best girlfriends is like the chicken soup for the broken hearted; the common sense cure that mothers know but doctors have ridiculed.

And really, which would you rather spend $250 on? One hour talking to someone who is probably much, much crazier than you are, or these wonderfully fun cork platform wedges, the Kipper from Juicy Couture. Unlike you basic tweedy shrink, these come in six super fantastic colors!

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