Manolo says, it is Tuesday, time to see what the Manolo is…
It is now official, the Manolo’s new favorite television show is The Flight of the Conchords. It is delightfully absurd, and the music is quite good.
Of course, you must judge for yourself, as this excerpt below is perhaps the funniest thing the Manolo has seen all year.
Brilliant!
Manolo says, Glinda at the Teeny Manolo reads the Us Weekly Magazine so that we do not have to.
E-list “celebrity” Trista Sutter (the Bachelorette, just to remind anyone who may have watched the show) is on a mission to lose weight. You see, only three months ago, she became a mother. But according to her, “I’m definitely not pleased when I look in the mirror.” Trista, weighing in at a whopping 116 pounds and size four, wants to lose that pesky baby weight, stat!
In an interview with US Magazine, Trista reveals how she especially dislikes
my belly. It has a layer of fat, which, of course, your body has to put on, but it’s blubbery and I hate it. I want to be able to go bathing suit shopping for a vacation and not feel totally disgusted… I just don’t feel good in a lot of my clothes.
Trista, Trista. Can I sit down with you for a second? We need to have a conversation. Go ahead and get comfy, because this might take a while.
Naturally, Glinda attempts to set her straight.
Meanwhile, at the Manolo for the Big Girl, Plumcake takes the more practical approach.
Manolo says, yes, these Finnish dancing shoes are silly, but the Manolo loves them, for they remind him of one of his favorite poems, Theodore Roethke’s My Papa’s Waltz.
The whiskey on your breath
Could make a small boy dizzy;
But I hung on like death:
Such waltzing was not easy.We romped until the pans
Slid from the kitchen shelf;
My mother’s countenance
Could not unfrown itself.The hand that held my wrist
Was battered on one knuckle;
At every step you missed
My right ear scraped a buckle.You beat time on my head
With a palm caked hard by dirt,
Then waltzed me off to bed
Still clinging to your shirt.
And now you must click on this link and listen to the poet read it.
P.S. From the Manolo internet friend Rachel and from the Manolo’s friends at the Boing Boing
Manolo says, the Good Glinda, blogger extraordinaire at the Teeny Manolo has posted her list of the Top Twenty Movies for the Kids. Many of these are choices with which the Manolo cannot disagree (The Iron Giant, in particular, is the brilliant and touching piece of film making).
However, the Manolo believe that this list is too slanted to the films of the past 30 years. What of the Old Yeller (the Manolo’s eyes well up at the very mention of this movie), or the National Velvet, with young Elizabeth Taylor, or the other great children’s classics of the 1940s and 1950s?
You must go now and contribute your voice to this important discussion.
Manolo says, what bothers the Manolo here is not that Carrie Bradshaw is the older bride, but that this gown emphasizes how Sarah Jessica Parker has exercised herself into the haggard state. She appears desiccated, as if all of the life and youth have been wrung out of her.
The result is pathetic and faintly tragic.
Manolo says, it is so true. Hey, you put the new shoes on, and suddenly everything is right. And you don’t need no excuse for wearing your brand new shoes.
Manolo says, two thoughts: 1) Was this really 25 years ago? 2) Princess Di’s Hairdo! (Sort of!)
Manolo says, the Manolo has been mentioned in the traditional press several times over the past few days.
Today, in the International Herald Tribune, in the article entitled Flashy and tailor-made: rag trade blogs, the Manolo is briefly mentioned.
He is also been name-checked in the pieces in the Burlingame Daily News and the New Delhi Times newspaper.
Manolo says, the Manolo remembers when this was considered quite scandalous.
P.S. From the Manolo’s internet friend Wendy.
