Manolo says, here is the best of the week from the Manolo’s Web Snob friends.
E! News fashion commentator Giuliana Rancic talked swimsuit season tips with Stiletto Jungle.
Allie is Wired has pictures of Lindsay Lohan’s back-to-blonde look.
Bag Snob has the most stylish doctor bag ever!
Beauty Snob has a great new DIY treatment that quickly tackles a number of beauty issues that is worth trying before checking into a medical spa.
Coquette discovers a fresh take on classic chambray, that involve no western-style shirts!
The Jet Set Girls recap the Makeup Show NYC and tell the best new products.
Get Carrie Bradshaw’s clover necklace from SATC 2–SHEfinds has the scoop.
Second City Style not only discusses the amazing new essie 6-piece Summer 2010 Collection we’re giving one away.
Shopping and Info found the best white dresses by Thakoon and Riller & Fount for summer.
The Beuaty Stop found a $14 foundation that actually looks better as the day goes on.
The Fashion Bomb offers tips on What to Wear to a Memorial Day Barbecue.
The Shoe Goddess says to ditch your boring black shoes and try bright yellow!
Manolo says, here is the Manolo’s latest column for the Express of the Washington Post.
To celebrate our 15th wedding anniversary, my husband, who is a real outdoorsman, has surprised me with a weekend in New York City, featuring dinner at Daniel, and tickets to see one of my all time favorites, South Pacific. I want to show my appreciation by wearing a really hot pair of shoes in red. Please help.
Some enchanted evening, you may see South Pacific
you may see at the Lincoln Center, sitting behind a column
You got the tickets half price, from a man on Broadway
He assured your woodsy husband, that they were the best seats.
Some enchanted evening, you may eat at Daniel.
You may eat at Daniel, on East 65th Street.
And somehow you know, you know even then
That you’ll talk about that rude maître d’ again!
Who can explain it, who can tell you why,
fools give you reasons, wise men never try!
Some enchanted evening, you may see South Pacific
You may see it from the cheap seats, with the angry indigestion.
an’ night after night, as strange as it seems
the sound of mocking laughter will sing in your dreams!
Your man is still the sweetheart, because he tried his best.
Never let him gooooooo.
Manolo says, Michael Kors, MK14031 strappy sandal, in the rosso red.
Manolo says, Ms. Plumcake has had the hair emergency… “As I mentioned a few weeks ago, I have violet hair“.
Manolo says, whatever the Lola wants, the Lola gets!
This is that rare sort of cage sandal that actually captivates!
Manolo says, from the Times of London…
Something is afoot in men’s fashion. So steady yourselves, because high heels for the heftier sex are making a comeback.
Diminutive shoe aficionados including Karl Lagerfeld, Prince, Richard Hammond and Nicolas Sarkozy have long championed the discreet(ish) Cuban heel. Now, though, height-enhancing footwear has begun to permeate across a broader demographic. For the first time since Glam Rock peaked three decades ago, men of average height are discovering the delights of a few extra inches. Well-heeled shoes of all types, from craftily sized “status” shoes to 21st century platforms, are enjoying a new vogue.
Some male style mavens, however, do even go so far as to wear extremely feminine styles out and about. The street fashion photo blog of Peter Stigter shows one example of a young man outside the New York fashion week venue wearing strappy, open-toed stilettos — teamed with a fringed handbag. These camp, provocatively gender-skewing style statements are not the only way in which the man-heel is flourishing. A mariachi-meets-Keith Richards shoe shape — a pointed shoe or boot teamed with a silhouette-boosting heel — is proving popular among a more overtly masculine crowd. Dior Homme’s collection features a cool pointed suede ankle boot that gives about two inches of extra lift.
This is nothing new. The Manolo reported and commented upon the “Sarkozy Effect” more than two years ago!
Here is the Dior Homme 6.5 Boot…
Manolo says, old Europe is in trouble: governments teeter on the edge of collapse, unemployment is at the record highs, social unrest grows. Dark days loom!
And yet, all of this is the mere sunny walk in the park compared to the true disaster barreling down the road towards the continent…. The Eurovision Song Contest!!!!!
With bizarre Belurusian human-butterfly genetic mutations!
To be countered by glittery Maltese bird men, hovering ominously behind Justin Beiber-esque divas.
But this is the mere prelude to the true atrocity, the one which, no matter whatever precautions may be taken, inevitably makes its disastrous appearance at the Eurovision…
Manolo said, Ayyyyy! It is the competitive pole dancing…
Naturally, the Manolo had no idea that this was so athletic, knowing so little as he does about the modern demi-monde. Nor did he realize that the competitive pole dancing costumes were no less salacious than, say, the women’s beach volleyball, or the Cirque du Soleil. Indeed, this has the strong resemblance to the high-end French Canadian circusry. Although, one does wish they had the better taste is the shoes.
Frankly, competitive pole dancing seems antiseptic, and mostly asexual, more similar to the the display of physical culture than the tawdry eroticism. So serious and martial, like the exercises done by the women of Sparta.
But, as we all know, last century’s forbidden dance, is this century’s historical curiosity…
Now, this, the cancan as imagined by Jean Renoir, is bacchic eroticism on the profound scale, so appealing and abandoned and natural that one wishes to be transported to this place, if only to drink champagne and observe.
P.S. The Manolo tip his chapeau claque to the Ka-Ching
Manolo says, big doings this week in the Manolosphere, our friend Mr. Henry, having announced that he is no longer hungry, has moved from the Manolo’s Food Blog to the Manolo for the Men, where he will now dispense manly, man-based man advice for all who have eyes to read.
And, what better way to be begin, than with the basics: Tying the Right Knot.