Manolo says, here is the Manolo’s latest column for the Express of the Washington Post.
Every Easter since I’ve been a little girl, I’ve gotten a new spring dress and a new pair of shoes. Can you help me pick out this year’s pair?
Manolo says, it is the spring, the Manolo’s most favoritest time of the year, when the weather turns clement, and the flowers are blooming, the bees are buzzing, and the birds are singing their sweet songs of birdly love.
And, for the Manolo, Easter is the highlight of the season, when the church-going peoples get dressed up in their finery and parade themselves joyously before God, like the King David dancing in front of the Ark of the Covenant.
Of the course, for the children, Easter is the holiday that teaches the very important life lessons.
In the morning they will fling themselves headfirst into the pile of candy that has been delivered in the night by giant magic rodent. Afterwards, filled to bursting with the sugar, they will be forced in to the formal clothing and made to sit still on the hard pews while the preacher and/or priest waxes poetic at great length.
Excessive Indulgence and fairy tales, followed by the lengthy period of enforced obedience and boredom, it is good training for college and the working life that follows.
Here is the Blush from Kate Spade, the open-toe slingback with the tiny mesh daisies that are fully expressive of the unbounded joys of the season.