Manolo’s Shoe Blog

Manolo asks, whose shoes?

Manolo says, our friend, Mr. Henry, denounces the doughnut, while singing the praises of prunes.

Manolo says, here is the oldie, but the timely goody from the archives of the Manolo.

Manolo says, one of the Manolo’s many internet friends has asked the Manolo to comment upon the clothing of the Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, the koo-koo-nutty president of Iran.

Normally, the Manolo he does not care to think too much about the sartorial choices of such ridiculous and dangerous peoples, preferring in the stead to devote his precious thinking time to weightier matters, such as whether or not the loathsome Jeffrey will be one of the Project Runway final three, or if the Hasselhoff will ever again find the true love with the career chick of his dreams.

But, the Manolo he is nothing if not obliging to his internet friends, and so he will make the brief remarks.

Briefly and remarkably, the President of the Iran wears the same khaki windbreaker, wrinkled trousers, cheap oxford shirts, scruffy beard and wild eyes favored by the aging high school chemistry teachers everywhere.

Yes, in his youth he was the firebrand who would shake the very foundations of the society, but today he is content to expound upon his paranoid conspiracy theories while exercising his petty autocratic powers over the dull kids who sit in the back of the class.

In the word, he has tenure.

“Umm, Mr. Ahmadinejad, it’s time for recess.”

“Shut up and sit down, Chad, we’re not done discussing how the international Zionist cabal is controlling the lunch room.”

The Manolo has nothing more to say about the clothes of the Ahmadinejad, other than that they are bad, terribly bad, even when judged against the already lamentably low standards set by the current crop of tyrants, despots, and dictators-to-be.

Please go read the whole thing, even though, lamentably most of the photos the Manolo selected to go with this are no long valid.

Manolo says, the Manolo has been feeling the little bit under the weather, down with the small, niggling lung infection that has sapped his strength and made him wheezy.

Of the course, the best cure for such illness (aside from antibiotics) is shoes on the sale, such as these marvelous Jimmy Choo green patent sandals.

Nearly 60% off of the regular price!.

Manolo says, our delightful friend Raincoaster is teaching the class in blogging by Skype!

Start from scratch and learn to post text, video, audio, and images. Includes basic copyright and blog etiquette, intro to sidebar widgets, categories, custom headers and design, and what on Earth to put IN the blog. Also where to find technical help. By the end of the workshop you’ll have a fully-functioning WordPress.com blog with several blog posts already up.

If you are interested in becoming the blogger (and who isn’t?) then this will be the opportunity to learn from one of the best and most amusing bloggers on the interwebs.

Manolo says, our dear friend Miss Plumcake has delivered an epic post on the fiercest of fashionable ladies, Elizabeth Regina!

Parliament learned the hard way you do NOT mess with a woman who has a highly trained attack ermine.

Go, immediately and behold England’s Gloriana!

Manolo says, here is the Manolo’s latest column for the Express of the Washington Post.

Dear Manolo,

I’m about to become another victim of the bad economy. After six years with the same company, I’ve just been told that I am being laid off next week. I’ve got some money in the bank, and my expenses are not too high, so I’m okay for a little while. However, before I have to go out there and start looking for work again, I’d like to buy a new pair of business pumps. I’ve budgeted $200 for this, please help.

Mariana

Manolo says, ayyyyyy! You have the Manolo’s sympathy. Such terrible news!

Or, is it?

This last week, the article appeared in the Los Angeles Times describing the handful of youthful ex-workers who have found that being out of work was the bestest thing ever, for at last they could engage in those life-enriching hobbies with which traditional gainful employment had interfered, such as surfing and mountain biking. This trend was not unemployment, said the The Los Angeles Times, rather it was “funemployment”.

Funemployment! What could be more American than this? To make barely palatable lemonade from the most shriveled and bitterest of lemons!

Of the course, for most of us, funemployment means that we will finally have the time to spend rooting around in the dumpster behind the Whole Foods looking for organic carrots that are not yet brown. Such fun!

Here is the Olivia from Prari, the handsome, Italian-made black pump with exactly the correct amount of tasteful detail to set it apart. And, look! They are on sale, nearly 50% off of the regular price.

Manolo says, ayyyy! It is the Goddess Diana as interpreted by Mammy Yokum!

Manolo says, the Manolo reminds you that he is twittering now. You may sign up to follow him at http://twitter.com/shoeblogger and see how he is struggling to compresses his rather verbose style into tiny 140-character missives.