Manolo the Columnist: Savy from the Vera Wang Lavender Label

Here is the Manolo’s latest column for the Express of the Washington Post.

Dear Manolo,

In a few weeks, my daughter will receive her first communion. She’s so excited and pleased with her little wedding-dress-like outfit, that it’s made me start to think about what I’m going to wear, probably a linen shift in a neutral color. What do you suggest in the way of shoes?

Maggie

Manolo says, oh, how the Manolo loves the life passages! The weddings and births, the festivals and celebrations, even the funerals, as sad as they always are. But above all else, the Manolo is especially fond of any event that requires the little children to dress up in finery. It is so wonderfully and warmly satisfying to see children included in our ceremonial life, or, even better, to see them be the center of our ceremonies!

Of the course, when preparing for any ceremony, one must be careful that the preparations and accoutrements not overshadow the solemn joy of the event itself. How often have the modern weddings, bar mitzvahs, quinceañeras, and sweet sixteen parties become grotesque festivals of conspicuous display, robbing such important ceremonies of true meaning? Yes, strangely, live giraffes, private Justin Bieber concerts, and dresses with forty-foot crystal trains are not conducive of heartfelt emotion.

Thankfully, the Manolo has never attended, nor yet heard of, the confirmation ceremony which has gotten this out of hand. Perhaps the Manolo just does not socialize with the right crowds.

Here is the Savy from the Vera Wang Lavender Label, the properly vernal celebratory pump.

Savy from Vera Wang Lavender Lable

3 Responses to “Manolo the Columnist: Savy from the Vera Wang Lavender Label”

  1. class factotum March 9, 2012 at 12:07 pm #

    Wait! Confirmation is supposed to be a big deal? I didn’t get a party! I just argued with the Sunday School teacher who was running confirmation about wearing pantyhose. She insisted that all the girls wear hose. I pointed out that 1. we were wearing long dresses and 2. we lived in the Panama Canal Zone, where the humidity and the heat made wearing hose quite uncomfortable.

    I had no such issues with my first communion. My mom made my dress and my veil, which I didn’t like. I didn’t want a fluffy veil, I wanted a simple draped one like the other girls. And I wanted a long dress, not a short one. Oh well. Do I get to still carry a grudge about that 40 years later?

    • erik nabler March 9, 2012 at 4:12 pm #

      Indeed nursing those little grudges helps to keep the memories alive.

  2. Astra March 13, 2012 at 11:19 am #

    My mom wouldn’t let me wear a veil–said it looked too much like a wedding ceremony. Instead I had a floral wreath on my head which in retrospect looks very cute in the pics.