Manolo says, not every person agrees with the suggestion the Manolo made in his most recent column.
Your suggestion that $449 shoes would be an appropriate accessory for a Halloween costume demonstrates that you don’t know your readers and don’t take their questions or pocketbook constraints seriously. Very few of your readers would be willing to spend $449 on any pair of shoes, let alone a pair which is meant to be worn for one night only. Sabrina the sexy witch would have benefited from a realistic recommendation in the realm of $50. Spending more than that on a Halloween costume, let alone breaking triple digits, would be an irresponsible move for even the classiest of Halloween revelers. The readers of your Express column are taking public transportation and picking up a free newspaper. We’re not cheap, but you can bet we will never, ever spend $449 on shoes. Your recommendation was ludicrous, wholly unhelpful, and a tad insulting to someone who wrote to you genuinely seeking fashion advice.
Ayyy! Many apologies to the Kate.
These boots by the Charles David they are not costumey. They are handsome and edgy, the sort of boot which almost any super fantastic woman, the sexy witch or no, would be most happy to wear.
As for the matter of the cost. The Manolo will admit that the $449 of the American dollars is the not inconsiderable sum. However, as the long-time internet friends of the Manolo know, the Manolo believes that one should never wear the cheap shoes.
Indeed, it has been the experience of the Manolo that the $50 boots are not even worth that amount. Here for the example is the pair of the $50 boots available for purchase at the Zappos.
Yes, when you first see these boots, at the distance, sitting on the shelf at the Meglo-Mart, they appear to be attractive.
As you approach, however, you will notice that they are not made of the leather, but of something which is euphemistically called the “man-made material”, the abhorrent combination of the plastic and the cardboard recycled from the discarded juice boxes and colored with the carcinogenic dyes.
This material, it will not breathe properly and will undoubtedly give you persistent toenail fungus.
Worse, because these shoes have been assembled in Myanmar by pre-pubescent workers chained to the sewing machines, they will not fit properly. (If you do not believe the Manolo, read the reviews at the Zappos.)
Trust the Manolo, there are few things that will sour your experience as the sexy witch faster than the unsightly cankles. You will attempt to be all Serena, but will end up looking like the Broomhilda.
It is the simple fact that the well-made and handsome shoes–shoes which make their wearers stand taller, walk straighter, and feel better about themselves–cost money, but it most of the cases is the money well-spent.
Manolo says, one of the Manolo’s many internet friends has asked the Manolo the question.
How do you walk gracefully in a pair of beautiful high heels? I’ve never learned to walk in them because I always thought I was too tall until I started reading your column. But when I try to walk in them or even stand up in them, I resemble an ungainly water buffalo, and it is very hard to stay upright. Please help!
How does one get to the Carnegie Hall? Practice, practice, practice.
But in seriousness, the Manolo cannot enough recomend simply putting the shoes on the feets and striding out into the world, and doing this over and over again until the walking in the heels becomes the second nature.
However, if more guidance is needed, you may perhaps try walking like the native American scout, smoothly, heel-to-the-toe, while swinging the arms for balance and keeping the toes pointed to the front.
Start with the chunky heeled shoes for the balance and then move to the stilletos once you have mastered the basic stride.
Manolo says, as the leafs change the color and the days turn cooler, many of the Manolo’s internet friends may feel the need to don the sweater. However, last year, the Manolo had the few words of advice for his friends, words which remain pertinent today.
******From the Archives of the Manolo******
Manolo says, yes, it is true, the Manolo he has been reading and very much enjoying the blog of the Harriet Miers!!! She is obviously the delightful person, one who could easily be confirmed to join the Posse Manolo on the shopping expedition, if not the Court of the Supremes.
However, the Manolo he only mentions the blog of the Harriet Miers in the passing, because today the Harriet she has brought this website of fashion atrocity to the attention of the Manolo. (This page of the fashion atrocity website, it almost sent the Manolo into the convulsions, as if he were the small Japanese child watching the frenetic episode of the Pokemon.)
Trust the Manolo, the heavily beaded and be-rhinestoned “gem sweater” it is not the look you wish to adopt. And here, because we are approaching the season of the holidays, the subject of the sweaters it deserves the special discussion.
Manolo says, the truly super fantastic girl, she does not wear the holiday sweater. (Nor does the truly super fantastic man.)
See! Even the Mr. Darcy of Your Dreams looks like the dork in the holiday sweater. Think then how much worse you would look in …the Turkey Sweater!
Notice the grimmacey What-the-Hell-I’m-Getting-Paid smile.
Or perhaps you would like to make your own darling child look like the fool with the Mother-Daughter Frosty Scene of Societal Entropy Matching Sweater Set.
Finally, as the Holloween it is only weeks away, you might wish to don something like this, the “Holloween Friends Cardigan”.
Trust the Manolo, if you wear this and no one tries to stop you, you have no friends.
So, listen to the advice of the Manolo, and make this the season of joy by giving your holiday sweaters to the garbage man.
Manolo says, this it is why the humble Manolo the Shoeblogger adores the most gracious Maestro Manolo.
Looking dapper in a powder blue suit with a checkered bowtie, the 62-year-old Blahnik happily signed shoe after shoe while mugging for the cameras with excited fans. He was animated and jovial, and seemed genuinely appreciative of everyone who came, even making a point to thank each person for buying his shoes.
Manolo says, the end of the summer it is fast approaching, and once again the Manolo he will be soon be required, as he always is, to opine upon the issue of the white shoes after the Day of Labor.
However, in the meantime, let the Manolo say that there is one moment when the white shoes they are always appropriate…
P.S. Ayyyyy! The YouTube it is now not working.
Manolo says, this shoe, the mini leopard clog from the Prada, the Manolo absolutely loves. It is the very definition of the super fantastic!
And now, he has the perfect opportunity! There is this Thursday in the Manhattan the giant party to formally launch the Cortorture..
The guest list it looks most amusing indeed.
Guests include Renata of Fashion Wire Daily, our WiredSet buddies, buddies from Complex Magazine, Pamela of Bag Trends, the beautiful Lesley of Fashiontribes, Elke Von Freudenberg of Beauty News Blog and the lovely Lera of Fashion Addict Diary and staffers from the fantastic Glam.com.
What is the Coutorture?
It is the new online fashion community, the democratic sort of gathering place of which the Manolo wholeheartedly approves> However do not take the word of the Manolo for this. You must go to this most super fantastic bash yoruself so that you may meet the Almost Girl and have her speak to you about the Coutorture.
Manolo says, the Dia de las madres it approaches!
Trust the Manolo, you do not wish to have this day arrive without presenting to your mother the gift suitable to her status as the queen bee of your humble hive.
Thus, if your mother, she is the woman of humor, perhaps she might enjoy the item from the Manolo’s Shoe Blog Shoppe.
Manolo says, here from the NormBlog is the story of the consequences of not paying attention to the advice of the Manolo.
Once upon a time there was a young girl who every day read the blog of the marvellous person, the Manolo. She read it for its exquisite taste, its witty literary style and its humane and enhancing attitude to matters of everyday existence. But she was a bit of a foot-dragger when it came to actually following the advice contained therein: i.e. you must only ever buy the super fantastic shoes, and if you are the poor girl (which this girl isn’t, actually) then you must save up.
Such extravagant praise, it is enough to make the Manolo blush.