Manolo says, yes, it is only Tuesday, and the recent economic news has been gloomy, but that does not mean that one cannot start thinking about what to wear this weekend. Look, here is the Khloe by Beverly Feldman, the elegant and luxurious ankle bootie with exactly the right amount of rhinestone bling.
What’s this? The Dow Jones Average had it’s single best day ever? Happy Days are here again! Celebrate in beautiful shoes!
Manolo says, it is Monday and you are back at your desk, slaving away for the Man, nonetheless completely grateful that you still have a job. But, such is the nature of the scrap metal business (now properly referred to as non-ferrous metal recycling) , which flourishes when all the rest of the economy is going down the drain.
Yes, your office is sometimes filled with pieces of salvaged copper tubing and oddly shaped chunks of chrome, but otherwise the work is pleasant, the pay is good, and your boss is gruff but fundamentally kind.
And then there is Aidan, the broad-shouldered young man with the curly hair and white teeth, who works part-time out back in the scrapyard.
Jimmy, your boss, refers to him affectionately as “some oobatz graduate student,” which means he’s working afternoons to pay for his MFA in creative writing. And because of this, afternoons are now your favorite time of the day, because you can look out the window behind Jeanine’s desk and see Aidan using the crowbar to manfully pound on various pieces of metal.
And, ayyyy! Last Thursday, when it was so unseasonably hot, he took off his shirt, and suddenly you felt so warm that you took off both of your sweaters (worn because Jimmy likes to keep the office at 65 degrees year round. “Hey, what can I say, I sweat like a mofo!”)
You were staring so much, that Jeanine turned around and looked out the window.”Now that’s a side of beef,” was all she had to say.
And later when Aidan came into the office (now with his shirt on) you flirted with him shamelessly, mentioning that had just been reading Fiona Maazel’s Last Last Chance, even though that was only partially true (or rather true to the extent that you had recently read the old New York Times review of the book.)
And so you spent your weekend at the Barnes and Noble, drinking low-fat lattes and reading new fiction.
And now it is again Monday afternoon, and Aiden is out the window (shirt on), swinging the sledgehammer, and you know, instantly, that what you need are boots, beautiful, expensive, sexy boots.
Mira! Here is the Pointure by Stuart Weitzman, the super hot pointy-toed tall boots that are undeniably irresistible.
Manolo says, here is the Manolo’s latest column for the Express of the Washington Post.
Dear Manolo,
I’ve been invited to an outdoor wedding in upstate New York next weekend. I hate to be cold, so I’m planning on wearing a woolen skirt and heavy tights, and I need boots to go with them. The problem is I’m four months pregnant and my feet have swollen to gigantic proportions. Please help.
Bridget
Manolo says, the outdoor upstate wedding at the end of October? The Manolo sincerely hopes that there is the barn nearby to which the wedding party and guests can retreat when the frosty rain begins.Actually, the weather is also frequently spectacular during this time of the year, with the leaves changing their colors, and the farmers harvesting their traditional crops of Indian corn and jack-o-lanterns.
Of the course, the Manolo hopes that the festivities will fully partake of the Ichabod-Crane, Sleepy-Hollow-ish spirit of bucolic fun that is available in that part of the country in October. Perhaps instead of the first dance, the bride and groom can bob for the apples.
Look here is the Jumper from Sudini, the handsome, low-heeled, moderately-priced, toe-cap tall boot available in the wide sizes for the girl with the wide feets.
Manolo says, here is the Spirit from French Sole, the perfectly autumnal, wonderfully stylish suede flat for those afternoons trotting about the town shopping for new sweaters.
Manolo says, Ayyyyyyy, nooooooo! The snakes have entered the Garden of Eden!
Manolo says, here is the Manolo’s latest column for the Express of the Washington Post.
Dear Manolo,I’ve been invited on a fabulous two-week trip to Monaco at the end of October, and I need some shoes. Normally, I’m a high-heel girl, but I’m wondering if I’ll end up hobbling around by the end of the trip. Are there any cute (possibly preppy) mid-heels that are comfy?
Katie
Manolo says, Ayyyyy! Now is the best time to visit the Principality, the weather is quite pleasant, the summer crowds have left for the season, and Prince Albert is still the balding bachelor on the prowl.
Of the course, if you plan on doing any walking in the city, which is the easiest way to see Monte Carlo, you will need the comfortable shoes. Indeed, it is difficult to pretend that you are the glamorous Princess Grace Kelly if your feets are feeling like querulous Irish scullery maids after the hard day in the kitchen.
And, since it is Monaco, and you will also require shoes that have some stylish flair to them. Thus the Manolo suggests this mid-heel suede cut-out pump from Belle by Sigerson Morrison as being something that is, at the same time, feminine, attractive, and very practical.
Manolo says, our Maestro, the genius shoe maker, Manolo Blahnik has made the appearance in Beverly Hills, and has granted the press the interview. Naturally, he is his typically delightful and gracious self, dispensing provocatively charming advice. (For the example, he does not like the platform shoes, he finds them “ugly”. )
For the humble shoeblogger, however, this was the section that he found most gratifying.
Can we talk about shoe etiquette — when to wear or not wear certain shoes? Like, can you wear satin during the day?Yes, I think so. I don’t think there are rules any longer. Coming from England where all things work . . . daytime, night, it all works.
I’m proper, I like to have a pump for evening. White shoes are for a wedding or daytime in summertime when it’s hot and shimmering, yes. In the winter, if you’re going to some kind of resort like Aspen, you can also wear them. I mean, why not?
Ayyyy! The Maestro Manolo Blahnik is in agreement with the humble Manolo the Shoeblogger, who has said many times that the white shoes are acceptable after the Day of Labor.
And here, in honor of this, the Shoeblogger give you the Maestro’s classic Carolyne mid-heel halter pump, in beautiful white satin.
Manolo says, finally the Apepazza shoes are being made available in America. And look, here is the very attractive Cefeo boot.
Perfect for the chilly October night out on the town, and best accessorized with something tall, dark, and hunkarrific
Manolo says, it is Monday and you are back in the office, where the tension is thicker than the sopa de chicharo and twice as salty.
This destructive uncertainty and madness was not what you expected when you went into the investment banking so many years ago. Indeed, the recruiter at your college assured you that it would be just like sitting under the money tree and waiting for the shower of golden fruits.
But now, ayyyyyy! People are running around like the chickens with the heads taken off, smelling strongly of panic and fallen portfolios.
And you, yourself, you have the terrible insomnia, and spend every free second obsessively flipping through the business news channels, furiously texting rumors back and forth with your co-workers.
Have you heard the latest? The CFO has been placed on the suicide watch. It turns out that when he had prepped at Choate he had mercilessly, ruthlessly, bullied the younger boy, whose name he has just remembered: Ben “Stinky Pinky” Bernanke.
Ayyyy! Disastre!
You need to go immediately to your personal happy thoughts place, full of pastel-colored candy rainbows and chocolate unicorns. And shoes, beautiful expensive wonderful shoes, like these pointy-toed, patent leather boots from Christian Louboutin.
Yes, the purchase of those boots seems impossible, but have faith, the sun will come out tomorrow, bet your bottom dollar!
