Sigerson Morrison on the Sale

Manolo says, it is summer and the Manolo has returned to Malibu for the season. This year, he was disappointed to learn that the Sigerson Morrison store the Manolo liked to stroll past on his way to Nobu has closed it’s doors, thus sending several tall, thin, tanned, would be models/aspiring actresses/future second wives, out into the unemployment line.

The Manolo is disappointed because he considers Sigerson Morrison to be the sort the public fashion utility, not excessively flashy, but always reliably stylish. They can be depended upon to look good when you need them.

Happily, although the Manolo’s favorite retail location has gone away, Sigerson Morrison shoes persist, and even the better, they are now on the sale!

Look here are several Sigerson Morrison shoes which are selling at more than 50% off of the usual price.

SM9388  Strappy Sandals from Sigerson Morrison

These high-heeled sandals with the clever, strappy details can be yours at the price that is reduced $525 dollars below the normal retail cost.


What the Manolo is…

Manolo says, it is Tuesday, time to see what the Manolo is…

Listening to…



The disturbing news that Steve Carell was working on the remake of the classic French play and movie, The Dinner Game, (to be disastrously entitled Dinner for Schmucks) has sent the Manolo back to the original, which he found it to be as hilarious and as French as ever.

Did the Manolo say “French”? He meant “Super French”. From the beginning to the end, The Dinner Game is perhaps the Frenchiest movie ever made, which is why it is difficult to imagine it being remade as the American slapstick comedy. (But, one should never underestimate the persistent folly of the American movie industry.)

Speaking of the French and their Frenchiness, the movie also reminded the Manolo of something his good friend the Herr Professor Doktor B. P. von Korncrake (who tells the Manolo that his memoirs are now 90% complete and will soon be ready for publication) has written about the differences between the French and the Germans.

“The French,” I said, beginning the key paragraphs of my declamation, “invent all sorts of novel theories and schemes for ordering life and analyzing the world — existentialism, postmodernism, postcolonialism, all French — and yet these theories remain purely theoretical. The French never attempt to apply a single one to everyday living. They do not live by what they preach. And why should they? The French have the best cuisine in the world, their wine is excellent, their literature grand, their cinema tolerable, their workweek short, and their women amoral. What could they possibly change for the better?”

“The Germans,” I continued, warming to my subject, “are the exact opposite. They devise no grand theories of their own (even Fascism was imported from the Italians), and yet they are credulous, nay, enthusiastic about the theories of others, to the point that they often seek to implement those theories as part of their everyday lives. My prime example? That buffoon, Herman Hesse, who goes to Sri Lanka for a vacation and comes back with a dish towel wrapped around his head, channeling the Buddha.”

The good Professor Doktor has referred to this latter phenomenon as the “dangerously credulous streak in the German character”.

The Backache

Manolo says, our friend, Mr. Henry offers practical advice.

There are only three sure-fire cures for backache. One is whiskey. Another is downhill skiing. The third and finest of all is found behind closed doors with an enthusiastic partner.


Jimmy Choo Mercury Mix For the Monday

Manolo says, it is Monday, and you are back at your desk grumbling about the various and sundry injustices of the workplace.

Naturally, when you get to feeling so put upon and grumbly, you turn to the interwebs to provide you with the five or six minutes of mindless entertainment, and what (other than the lolcats) could be more amusing than pictures of beautiful shoes, as delivered by the strange person with the odd way of writing?

And so, while doing the little bit of virtual windowshopping at your favorite shoe blog you come across these Jimmy Choo Mercury Mix sandals the name of which makes you laugh out loud…

They make you laugh out loud because you are your father’s daughter, and so you well remember this person…


The Anti-Bridezilla

Manolo says, the Manolo’s good friend Twistie has posted the compelling story you must read about the young woman who is the very antithesis of the bridezilla.

Julia Child’s Favorite

Manolo says, all of the many times the Manolo has eaten here, he never suspected that it was Julia Child’s favorite Mexican restaurant.

The Web Snob

Manolo says, here for your Friday entertainment needs are some links from the Manolo’s fashion blogger friends.

Stiletto Jungle has fallen hard for funky-yet-dignified Camilla Skovgaard boots.

Kristen Stewart, crazy cat lady? Allie is Wired has the scoop.

If you are forever a rocker chick at heart, then Bag Snob has the clutch worthy of consideration.

Beauty Snob has the secret to summer comfort!

Coquette is in a bohemian state of mind thanks to Snoozer Loser’s ethereal spring/summer collection.

Fashion Pulse Daily does an exclusive interview with the incredibly stylish Ce Ce Chin of 80%20 shoes and Ce Ce Chin Collection.

Jet Set Girls celebrate the opening of’s online store with their top picks for summer.

KRISTOPHER DUKES is using Trind nail care system.

SHEfinds rounded up the top 5 little black swimsuits that slim every figure. You will not be disappointed.

Second City Style wonders if shoppers who “dress up” receive better service than the patron in sweatpants in Look Like a Million Bucks When You Shop, or Be Ignored.

Shopping and Info found lots of great nautical and cargo tops and jackets from Vince that are perfect for summer and fall.

Get ready for summer with StyleBakery’s weekend essentials under $100

StyleCaster takes you behind the scenes of designer Chris Benz’s Resort 2011 presentation at his New York City studio.

StyleHive shows that, just in time for summer, leather is creepin’ from your favorite outerwear staple to take over the realm of shorts.

The Beauty Stop plays fuchsia lipstick hit-or-miss with Chloe Sevigny.

The Fashion Bomb finds Michelle Obama’s Lakers Game Top and more in her weekly Mail Bombs section.


Manolo the Columnist: Denny from Delman

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

Dear Manolo,

Because I’m the new girl in the office, I’m not going to get take my vacation until the very end of August. In the meantime, I’ve got to stick it out at work, here in the city, in this sweltering heat. At least my boss is cool with open-toed shoes and sandals, which means I can find some relief for my poor, swollen, sweaty feet. Please suggest something that will make me feel better about my predicament.


Manolo says, it is summer time! Time for sun in your fun!

Or, in the case of the Manolo’s friend, time to sit in the office and dream of being somewhere other than at the desk.

But, such is the nature of life. While some peoples are off riding the gold-plated jet-skis with Fabio on Lake Como, others must tend to the machineries of commerce, adding their imperceptible widow’s mite to the Product of Gross Domestication.

Later, when it is finally your turn to take the vacation, you will spend most of it helping your divorced mother clean out her garage, so that there will be room for her new boyfriend to park his bass boat.

Then, after your familial duties are completed, you will have three days all to yourself, which you will spend at the unseasonably rainy Maryland shore, eating room service crab cakes and watching daytime television.

Look espadrilles! From Delman!

Denny Espadrilles from Delman


German Engineering at Its Finest

Manolo says, for some reason, this video of the Porsche Ferdinand GT3 RS makes the Manolo laugh.


The Rose in Autumn

Manolo says, like the shoe-shaped Bat Signal, the plaintive cry went out from deep within the blogosphere, “Manolo, please explain to us this picture of Sarah Jessica Parker, as it has vexed us mightily.

Sarah Jessica Parker in Tokyo

Although the Manolo’s good friend Linda Grant would likely refer to this picture as “mutton dressed as lamb,” the Manolo would prefer to call it “The Rose in Autumn…Late Autumn.”

On the one of the hands, Sarah Jessica Parker looks as good as she possibly can: fit, happy, perhaps the too much eye makeup, and the too little powder, but otherwise vibrantly alive and shining with mature femininity.

On the other of the hands, this Vivienne Westwood dress is the decade too young for her. It is the lighthearted Englishy pattern with the handkerchief hem, more suitable for the milkmaid on the springtime bender in the city, than the worldly sophisticate at the movie premiere.

Perhaps it is meant to be in character for the fictional Carrie Bradshaw, who is the definition of over-the-top-ness, although, sadly, this dress does little good for the real Sarah Jessica Parker. (It should be noted that the whole point of Vivienne Westwood is over-the-top-ness, and to chose her is to go down the bright and flowery, gold-belted, spangly path to perdition.)

The second, and more perplexing matter, is the Charlotte Olypmia platform pumps, of which the Manolo’s friends have inquired “How? Why?”


Whose Shoes Wednesday…The Answer!

Manolo asked, whose shoes?

Kirstie Alley Shoes

Manolo answers, it is the Kirstie Alley!

Congratulations to the Manolo’s internet friend, Klee, who was the first to correctly identify this week’s personage of note.

Alexander McQueen Sandals on the Sale

Alexander McQueen Sandals on Sale!

Manolo says, here to start your summer’s day with the pleasant surprise is the pair of perfectly summertastic, pink Alexander McQueen sandals, selling for more than 50% off of the regular price, the savings of nearly $370 of the American dollars.