Diane von Furstenberg Gladiator Love-Knot Sandals for the Tuesday
Manolo says, it is Tuesday and you are back at your desk, following the long weekend in which you did little more than complain about the weather and your husband Gary’s loutish insensitivity.
But, who could have predicted, back in October when you offered to host your Sunday afternoon book club, that the Jets of New Jersey were going to advance so far in the playoffs of the National League of Football?
Certainly not Gary. He claimed to be as surprised as anyone, just as he claimed to have forgotten all about your previously scheduled book club afternoon. Which is why he felt free to invited his drinking buddies over to watch the game on the big screen TV down in the Gary Cave.
And so, while you and the ladies were up the stairs discussing Eat, Pray, Love — which you found to be deeply, annoyingly, monumentally narcissistic, in that whiny way that only well-educated, bourgeois women can manage, but, of the course, you did not say this directly, as most of the other, less-perceptive members of the book club loved, LOVED!!! this tedious piece of Bovary-ism — Gary and his friends were down the stairs in the basement hooting and hollering at the football game.
And what made you so angry with Gary was that while you were listening to these women drone on about this awful book, written by this awful woman (who, it must be admitted, writes beautifully), you realized that you would much rather be down in the basement with Gary and his friends, shouting at the television, enjoying this convivial and unpretentious fellowship.
Sigh…the things we do so that others will think well of us.
“Hey, Babe,” said Gary when he finally emerged from the basement, looking somewhat disheveled and happy, “How was the book club?”
“Shut up,” you explained, giant glass of chardonnay in hand.
Look! It is the Gladiator Love Knot Sandals from Diane von Furstenberg. the antidote to all that angsty self-absorption.
Gladiator…Love…Knot.
The perfect description of the happy marriage!
‘deeply, annoylining, monumentally narcissistic…’ Hah! must be why Julia Roberts jumped to star in the film.
Yup, as one of those well-educated, bourgeois women, I must say I avoid book clubs like the soul-draining experience they are. Sitting through precepts for my college literature classes drained me of any latent need to impress others with pretentious interpretations and far-fetched analogs to more obscure works.
But I’m also so ready for the gladiator trend to be over, along with that of the peep toed and/or fringed booties.
I’m happy to compare Bloğunla manolo, Stay happy…
You are the epitome of honesty and wit, Manolo! Indeed, this is the annoying book — and the lovely shoe.
i love them. they are perfect for pairing with anything.
xoxo,
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I was just considering today how much I loathed Madame Bovary and imagined I would still, if I read it again! No lit paper due. Think I’ll pass. On the other hand, a beautiful knot is a practical pleasure.
Ha! I thought I was the only person who hated that book.
However, I admit to watching the Jets.
But I am not on board with those shoes. I am, however, on board with your writing, which is always fun and full of brio.
Hmmm …. Manolo …. this is a very unsympathetic vision. We all know that Gary is a tad blokey but good natured at heart – but somehow suddenly this seems so self-centred and unempathetic. I wonder what is really going on underneath all the harumphing??
I couldn’t agree more! She does writes very well and I was enjoying it enormously until I got tho the Indian part – it just became too tedeious and self-absorbed. Although I don’t mind a bit of narcissism, it has to be it least entertaining.
The shoes are gorgeous, I wish my Gary would buy them for me!
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again.
dear Manolo, I love you madly.
I have never read the book by that “awful woman” and do not plan to do so, but I must add that she has a terrific lecture from the TED conference online, about the concept of muse.
My favorite part is when she describes a poet outside, in a garden or a field, sensing a poem coming toward her from over the horizon and rushing to get into the house to write it down, grabbing the poem by its tail, so as not to let it get away.
Miss Cavendish – I enjoyed her TED lecture as well.
Watching the game in the Gary Cave was awesome, although there was a moment of anxiety when we ran out of nachos. That passed quickly when Gary pointed out we’d have more room for beer.
And the shoes are hot–the platform makes them so.
GORGEOUS! I love DVF, and these shoes are soooo cute for jeans or dresses!! We loves it!
La BellaDonna, she ponders the nature of Balance In The Universe: for every person who cannot wait for the gladiator trend to be over, there is the person with eternal love and longing in her heart, who will wear them gladly, will wear them proudly, even when the trend has passed on to some other bit of parsiflage – which one person will love, and another person cannot wait until it is over.
La BellaDonna, she loves the gladiator sandals! Alas, she cannot wear the high heels any more, but she would gladly wear the flat-heeled sisters of these lovely warriors. The knots, they are beautiful – and they reflect the eternal nature of the argument for and against the trends.
These are cute shoes, but I would think they would come out with something that hasn’t been done already.
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Not so sure about the shoes, but you nailed the book and the author perfectly.
For those that still like the Gladiator sandals and don’t understand why some of us wish for their popularity to fade, understand that when I wait at the line for the ladies’ room in any club, bar or other place where people gather for nighttime fun, I can oft look down and imagine myself in one of Ceasar’s legions, about to conquer Gaul and capture Vercingetorix, from the uniformity of the footware I behold.
Trends cease to be exciting when everyone wears the same trendy item, in one incarnation or another. The Gladiator Sandal is thus about a year too stale.
Peep toe, fringed ankle booties were never acceptable to begin with, IMHO.
I haven’t read the book, but I saw the author talking about it on “Oprah”. My reaction: “Ugh!” The Manolo has now confirmed my opinion of the author!
re: EPL- precisely!