Manolo says, here is the best from the Manolosphere in the previous week. Glinda… There’s an entire segment of parents who will not be happy with what I’m going to write next. Spirit Fingers… I’m incredibly concerned about celebrity stylist extraordinaire Rachel Zoe. Mr. Henry… What advice would you give to people who are looking to be happy? “For starters, learn how to cook.” Twistie… Yes, at long last we have a show dedicated to informing brides to be that their lives will be ruined if they don’t lose those extra five or ten pounds before they march down the…

Manolo says, here is the best of the week from the Manolosphere. Twistie… Some of us aren’t religious, but still feel that a wedding where a woman is pledging her life, her heart, and her devotion to one person for the rest of her life isn’t necessarily the place to wear almost nothing above the nipple line. Mr. Henry… Although he has spent most of his good thinking hours trying to penetrate the minds of women, Mr. Henry has come to believe the task beyond the feeble abilities of man. Never teh Bride… After reading that, I was sorely tempted…

Manolo says, here is the Manolosphere’s best of the week. Mr. Henry… In this Orwellian world, orderliness itself has become a luxury – not the “law and order” kind, mind you, in which law is bent to better impose order. No, Mr. Henry is speaking of the luxurious order of solitude at breakfast, a companion at lunch, and a family at dinner. Mr. Henry would like to place his order for more of this kind, if you please, and pronto. Plumcake… Doesn’t she look absolutely beastly? I mean, it’s amazing she can even get out of bed. She probably has…

Manolo says, here is the best of the week from the Manolosphere. Isidore Gallant… It is true that, for both men and women, the more functional the piece of clothing, the less formal it is. Miss Plumcake… I cannot give you a reason these things even exist (although I have my suspicions involving Buzz Aldrin, an open-minded cobbler and a quiet evening in the Pucci atelier licking toads) Francesca… When the shoulders or the boobs are large, we must always remember to include some pizazz somewhere to balance our features. Raincoaster… We at TeenyManolo have been alerted to not a…

Manolo says, here is the best of the week from the Manolosphere. Spirit Fingers… Joan Collins gave us quite the scare recently when she showed up at the Angel Ball, clinging onto her fur stole for dear life while everyone else was content to pose with bare shoulders and cleavage. Plumcake… Ah the formal wedding. Those magical evenings when you get to trade your personal sanity, comfort and an expensive share in a 6 quart Kitchenaid Artisan Pro mixer for four hours of clumsy small talk, a feeble breast grope by an inappropriate member of the groom’s family (bonus points…

Manolo says, here is the best of the week from the Manolosphere. Never teh Bride… Today is my birthday, and this is how I feel inside… Mr. Henry… Mr. Henry finds endless fascination in the functioning idiot, the overachiever, the C-student billionaire, the clueless success story. (Is not President Bush the shining example of this quintessential American dream, namely, that ANYBODY can get ahead here in the land of opportunity?) Such stories give him more than hope; they form the backbone of his long-term financial plans. Izzy Gallant… Izzy thinks that Lagerfeld needs a hug. Plumcake… I mean, whatever happened…

Manolo says, here is some of the week’s best writing from the Manolosphere Never teh Bride… I hate sock monkeys. I hate them with a burning passion. Mr. Henry… It all starts, as things do, with one small misstep, a minor oversight that unwinds balefully into tragic chorus. Twistie… I’m still amazed at the expectation that stress and misery are the primary emotions involved in wedding planning. Francesca… Francesca always tries to make sure that she has more than one white blouse in her closet. Glinda the Good… Somehow it reminds me of a bed that the Dowager Duchess of…

Manolo says, here is the best of the week from the Manolosphere. Francesca… When Francesca wishes to exercise, she prefers playing sports, or doing aerobics in the comfort of her own living room, or carrying home Chinese takeout or heavy bags of groceries which contain, among the fruits and veggies, only one box of Entenmann’s cupcakes. So you see, to each her own! Izzy Gallant… Bow, mortal, to Nipplelopochtli, Aztec god of pectorals and, uh, acid-washed jeans. Never teh Bride… I’ve never hidden the fact that I’m fairly anti-matchymatchy when it comes to bridesmaid frocks. I also go gaga over…

Manolo says, here is the best of the week from the Manolosphere. Mr. Henry… Mr. Henry, in fact, spends a good part of each episode examining Padma’s hypnotic physique and the clothing with which she drapes it. How can she be so thin and still have curves? Has she been surgically redesigned into a foodie fem-bot? Glinda… Yes, yes, I know his jacket looks a bit like the Members Only one that my grandfather still wears. But, no hatin’ on my boy Ernie! Spirit Fingers… Her paternally-lauded double Ds may have also suffered losses but there will inevitably be incidental…

Manolo says, here is the best of the week from the Manolosphere. Plumcake… While this doesn’t mean I have folded my campaign to systematically kick all hippies in the head with my pointy pointy shoes, I’ll give the granola grazers kudos on this one. Francesca… Francesca submits that, had Britney been dancing her tushy off, had she acted like she was sincerely excited to be at the VMA and having fun, had she come prepared and put in the sort of effort and sweat that made her famous, fans would have been pleased no matter what her tummy looks like…