Manolo says, sometimes life is like the Seinfeld episode.
Manolo says, sometimes life is like the Seinfeld episode.
Manolo says, beautiful, red, ankle-strap, stiletto-heeled shoes, the Fragrance of Salvatore Ferragamo, are exactly the sort that will command attention and admiration as you step onto the red carpet of the annual Grundler & Sons Scrap Metal Co, Holiday Celebration.
Look! There is Lou Grundler, Jr, the scion of the Grundler scrap metal fortune!
Who knew he looked so handsome in the tuxedo! All you had ever seen him in were the tank-top, work boots, stained overalls, and the filthy baseball cap….Ayyyy! And now he is giving you the eye! It must be the shoes!
Manolo says, one of the Manolo’s internet friends has voiced her displeasure in the comments section of the blog.
If the hateful popup ads continue, and the shameless hawking of things to make you money continue as well, I will bid you adieu, as a blogger gone to a salesman. Too bad, really. And the same goes for the fat blog, the craft blog and the other associated now-sales-blogs.
From the start, the Manolo has made no secret of the fact that he is the capitalist and that his blogs are the partly commercial venture, indeed, at one point, long ago, he was even referred to as the God of Blog Marketing. And, at the other point, the Manolo talked about why he accepts advertising for the odious Crocs.
But, what else can the Manolo do?
The position of freelance flâneur is not well compensated.
Nepotism is endemic in the lounging professions; the best jobs traditionally go to the nephews and the young cousins of the most famous practitioners. And unfortunately, the Manolo never joined the trade union (The International Brotherhood of Boulevardiers, Flâneurs, Men-About-Town, and the Allied Loafing Arts), and thus he is shut out of the unionized positions.
And so, the Manolo has had to stitch together his own living, from the leavings of the interwebs, from the tattered corners of the material left over from the fancy sites: the little bit of Salon, the swatch of the Huffington Post, the scrap that fell to the electronic floor of the I Can Haz Cheezburger mansion.
But, this thriftiness has paid off, and now the Manolo is able to devote at least half of each day to strolling the streets, walking stick in hand, fresh boutonniere firmly in his lapel, greeting all with the kindly word and the courteous tip of his hat.
The rest of the time, he is in his electronic atelier, handcrafting blog content for your particular enjoyment. And, despite all the odds, his blog remains, as it has always been, absolutely free, save the small cost of being mildly importuned by the advertising. (And indeed, the recent redesign has actually reduced the number of ads.)
But, of the course, the Manolo is honestly sorry that his blog has the advertising (frankly, he has gotten sick of Jennifer Aniston and her fancy water), but there is really no other choice, not until the magical horn of robotic plenty, promised us by the singularitarians, is finally delivered.
Until such the time, or until the Manolo wins the Powerball, the blogs of the Manolo will have to have the advertising.
Manolo says, one of the Manolo internet friends has asked the Manolo the question.
I have been in a bit of a style rut as of late. My style is not unfashionable, but it is very…safe. Good-fitting jeans. Nice sweaters. Simple dresses in the summer, like a wrap dress or a ruched-waist sheath — nothing objectionable, but I have really not been setting the world on fire. So, I have decided to branch out a bit by dipping my toe into retro waters.
Visiting a friend’s shop over the weekend, I tried on this dress, from Heartbreaker Fashion, just for kicks ‘n’ giggles. Well, when I came out of the dressing room, my husband (who normally pays very little attention to my sartorial choices), sat up straight, smiled and said, “Okay, you’re getting that dress. You’re getting that dress, right? I think you should get that dress.”
Well, being no dummy, I bought the dress.
Only now, I have no idea what do do with it. I’ve never worn anything like this before. I know that the dress is on the mild side of retro, but I don’t want to tip it over too far into “costume”. My friend who owns the shop would wear it with a considerable amount of irony and all of her tattoos on display. Not being decoratively inked, I want to add SOME edge to the dress so that I don’t look like a Donna Reed wannabe. So, what shoes do you think would work with this retro dress while still keeping my overall look in the here and now? (Please note that the blue is about 2 shades darker than it appears in the photo.)
The Manolo loves the spunky retro girls with their poodle skirts and sweaters, Rosie The Riveter attitudes and Hellish Angel Biker tattoos! Well, maybe not the tattoos so much, but otherwise, it makes the Manolo happy to see these young women with their Betty Page bangs, sitting with their young men, both dressed like the supernumeraries from the community theater production of Grease.
Such admirable willingness to buck the current world of blah!
Of the course, not everyone is cut out for the life of the 1950’s conformist non-conformity. Some peoples have jobs that do not involve motorcycle repair, freelance web-design, or car-hopping. Some people must work in the office cubicle farms where the savage rule of the corporate jungle applies, and superficial non-conformity is ruthlessly suppressed.
And so, if one wishes to adopt the article of retro clothing one must sometimes take pains to make it not too costumey.
Thus the Manolo would recommend…
This D & G peep-toe pump as being simple, feminine, and interesting, but not overwhelmingly so.
If, however, the Manolo’s friend is intent on being more edgy…
This is the Betsey Johnson Iris, the D’Orsay pump with the flowery decoration that lifts the shoe beyond the Donna Reedish ordinary.
Manolo says, two young hip-hop dancers reviving the nearly lost art of jitterbug.
P.S. Many thanks to the Manolo’s internet friend Valerie.
Manolo says, please allow the Manolo to recommend the few appropriately super fantastic gifts for the womenfolk…
Last week, when the Manolo recommended the super fantastic gifts for the men, he suggested that the Amazon Kindle electronic reading machine, would be the most appropriate gift for gentleman. Subsequently, many of the Manolo’s lady friends said that this thing was something they also truly wanted to find under the tree.
This large Chloé leather bag not only has the good clean lines for the large bag, making it suitable for the classy lady of style, and yet it is also hip enough to satisfy even the most demanding downtown girl.
Here is the Marc by Marc Jacobs Foret Chain Continental Clutch, the perfect little something-something to go with your lady friend’s little black dressy-dress.
Everyone loves to get the cashmere, it is the fabric of love! Here is the Michael Kors Cashmere Cardigan that is simple, elegant, and somewhat reasonably priced, as such things go.
The perfume from CB I Hate Perfume, the shop of Chris Brosius the most original, uncompromising, and iconoclastic of the scent designers. The Manolo is particularly fond of Memory of Kindness, described as “The shining green scent of tomato vines growing in the fresh earth of a country garden”.
Chocolate! Fancy Chocolate from zChocolat delivered in the four-drawer mahogany box that will become lasting memory of the successfully delicious Christmas gift.
Manolo says, the Manolo politely reminds you that he is now the master of the social media.
And as such, the Manolo politely requests that you consider befriending him on the Facebook, following him on the Twitter, and perhaps being so kind as to subscribe to his Super Fantastic Newsletter, which will shortly be revived with regular updates from the Realm of the Super Fantastic (to include news of bargains, deals, special events, contests, and other Manolospheric doings).
Manolo says, coming soon, right after the first of the year, it is the FN Shoe Star!
The FN Shoe Star is the interwebs-based shoe design contest, the collaboration between the Footwear News, The Fashion Institute of Technology, and Brown Shoe, in which twelve young designers of the shoes compete to see who is the best.
For the readers of the Manolo with the long memories, they will perhaps remember the first incarnation of the FN Shoe Star, more than three years ago. The contest that was not as widely published as it should have been.
Here is the video in which we are catching up with the previous contestants, all of whom have done well in the shoe business..
This time, FN Shoe Star promises to be bigger and betterer and more well promoted, and indeed, they have even asked the humble shoeblogger Manolo to be one the official bloggers!
In his role as official blogger, the Manolo will provide amusing commentary on the episodes as they appear and help guide his internet friends to things that merit their attention, such as this contest in which Brown Shoe is giving away the $250 gift certificate.
And so, the Manolo asks you to stay tuned in the month of January for the reincarnation of FN Shoe Star, as it is certain to be both exciting and entertaining.
Manolo says, The time for Christmasy shopping, it is running out!!! Thankfully, the Merry Elves of the Manolosphere have been working over the time to produce the super fantastic gift guides to help ease your shopping burden.