DEC
2010
27

Karisse from La Canadienne For the Blizzard of the Century

Manolo says, outside it is 206 degrees below zero (Fahrenheit), and the snow is piled fifteen feets deep on the sidewalks, drifting to twenty-seven feets in the places. But you have to go out to the Duane Reed because you need the milk, the toilet paper, the cat food, and maybe some smoky taupe eye-liner, because you have just read something at one of the beauty blogs, and you only have the smoky bisque color on the hand. But you are in the quandary, because your flimsy, unlined rain boots, in the pinkish color, will not keep your feets warm.…

DEC
2010
27

Winter’s Tale

Manolo says, perhaps now would be the good time to re-read one of the Manolo’s favorite books, Winter’s Tale by the Mark Helprin… “Winter then in its early and clear stages, was a purifying engine that ran unhindered over city and country, alerting the stars to sparkle violently and shower their silver light into the arms of bare upreaching trees. It was a mad and beautiful thing that scoured raw the souls of animals and man, driving them before it until they loved to run. And what it did to Northern forests can hardly be described, considering that it iced…

DEC
2010
27

Manolo Blahnik Clausado D’Orsay Pumps For the Monday

Manolo says, it is Monday, and you are NOT back at your desk, NOT slaving away for the man. You were supposed to be back in the office this morning, as surely as the sun rises in the Easterly direction, doing your bit to increase the bottom line of MarScro International, the privately held company with interests in the manufacturing, importation and marketing of such diverse products as the lead-based Chinese toys, powdered Sudanese baby formula, and Liberian-made cellphones. You were supposed to be back at the work, but on Christmas Day, shortly after nine in the morning, you received…