What The Manolo Is…

Manolo says, here is the list of the media which the Manolo is consuming this week, otherwise known as What the Manolo is…




Listening to.

The Manolo he was completely enthralled by the Capote movie, and the Philip Seymour Hoffman he fully deserves whatever accolades are given to him. It was the sort of movie which the Manolo had come to believe was no longer being made, the movie for the grown up, the movie that requires that the viewer have complex, sometimes contradictory thoughts about the characters and actions on the screen.


The Globes of Gold

Manolo says, in the general, the fashions at the Globes of Gold Awards they were tasteful, decorous, and mostly boring. It is clear to the Manolo that the famosos they are now terribly worried about the ridicule of the television shows and the blogs of fashion. As the result, the Manolo, he was forced to look hard for picutres with which he could amuse his internet friends.

Happily, there were the few moments from the ceremony and the after parties that deserved the comment.

The best word to describe this, it is blowzy.

Doing his own thang.

Ayyyyyy! Chiquitita! The scrawny raccoon baby it is so cute!

Here are the Cathy and Rick Hiltons making the Manolo wish he had the bucket of gasoline.

Fashion Don’ts That Make The Manolo Crazy

Manolo says, from the Vivienne Westwood comes the trio of Fashion Don’ts That Make The Manolo Crazy.


Fascist Chic.

Nazi in the Net.

And here, please allow the Manolo to say the few words about the “transgressive” fashion.

The few words, they are “played out”.

The Manolo he is simply bored with the entire attempt to shock him with the “transgressive” fashion.

Trust the Manolo if the major bending-of-the-gender motion picture starring the James Garner and the Julie Andrews was made in the 1982, no one in the 2006 is going to be shocked by the image of the lady breasts on the man’s shirt. Instead, it is the opposite. Instead if you insist on parading such the item on your runway, most people they will just assume that you are not very bright.

Likewise, thanks to the overuse by “artists”, the material trappings of the mass murdering Nazis they no longer provide the uncomfortable frisson they once did. And now their appearance on the runway can be rightly viewed as yet the thousandth attempt to elicit the cheap reaction, and thus we are forced to conclude that your work it is the product of the shallow and immature mind.

So the number one fashion don’t that makes the manolo crazy, it is the transgressive that no longer transgresses.

Gorgeous Things

Gorgeous Things
Manolo says, the Manolo’s friends at the Gorgeous Things they are having the special sale for the readers of the Manolo’s humble shoe blog.

The Carnivale of Couture #2

Manolo says, here is the second Carnivale of the Couture, in which many of the internet friends of the Manolo contribute their entries on the topic of “Fashion Don’ts That Make You Crazy”

The always cool coolchiq, she gives us the fashion don’ts for the summer of the 2006.

The delightful Pink Mirage, she is made crazy by the muffin top, the lobe-stretching earrings, and the disgusting toes.

The Designer Elle, she cringes at the mere thought of the Dr. Martens.

The I Am the Fashion girls they provide two of the fashion don’ts, don’t wear the distressed jeans and do not bling the bling.

The Manolo’s own Never teh Bride, she gives us her crazy-making wedding fashion don’ts.

The Verbal Croquis, these are the few of her least favorite things, to include the hated man purse.

The Bag Snob, she made the Manolo laugh with the rubric, These Boots Are Made for Dim Wits

The Persiflage
, she explores the repulsive fashion don’ts of the mens.

The legal divas of the Shangri Law, their fashion don’ts include the The Mentally Defective Baby-Tee and the K-Fizzle Chic

The Final Fashion, she wishes the adults to dress like the adults, and not the teenaged slobs.

For the Pet-Pet the pet peeve it is the turning of the puppy into the purse.

For the Pursed Lips, two words: fanny packs!

The Counterfeit Chic chick she expounds upon the fashion don’t of faking it.

The amusingly named blog, the Sense of Soot, they make the arguement that the pink it is not the new cute.

The Manolo’s favorite Italian fashion blog, the Red Apple, they provide us with the Italian fashion don’ts, to include the hat of the cowboy.

The Jack and the Hill, they ask the eternal fashion don’t ask question, Does My Ass Look Fat In These Pants.

The La Dolce Divas they despise the tennis shoe of puffy whiteness.

The Begin Each Day, she rails against the sports shoes in the non-sports context.

The Ditzy Spice she goes off on the Dukes of Daisy.

The Style Tribe, they hate the ugly loco logo wear.

For the Gemma the Catwalk Queen, it is the gaucho pants and the bag dresses, that are the don’ts.

And finally, as the antidote to the don’t, the Almost the Girl, to whom the Manolo owes the debt of gratitude for the idea for the Carnivale, she claims that there is no such thing as the fashion don’t!

If the Manolo he has neglected to include your contribution to this, or you would like to add your crazy-making don’t please email the Manolo.

Manolo the Columnist

Manolo says, the Manolo’s column in the Express of the Washington Post it is now available for the downloading. This week the Manolo gives the sensible advice to the tall girls.

Dear Manolo,

What’s a tall girl who wishes to be super fantastic to do so as to not make her shorter boyfriend feel insecure?


Manolo says, it is the experience of the Manolo that usually, the problem it is not with the mens who are shorter than their girlfriends, but with the tall girls who wish to have the boyfriends who are of the commesurate height.

Trust the Manolo if the man who is shorter likes you, he does not mind the difference of the height. You are worth the climb.

Yet now, because your man is short, you now wear only the flats. Then you see the beautiful heels you must have, and the next thing you are resenting the tiny little Tom Cruise-like man because you think he will not let you wear the high heels, when in the fact, he has done nothing of the sort, in the fact he likes it that you are tall. You have concocted the scenario of insecurity in your head.

Do not let this happen to you. The man he will like you for who you are, or he will not.

In the spirit of this, the Manolo he recommends to you the Milagro from the Beverly Feldman, so that you may tower over him with style.

Milagro by Beverly Feldman    Manolo Likes!  Click!


Blogging Luminary

Manolo says, the Manolo he has been mentioned in the Voice of the Village.

We’re also rather fond of Manolo the Shoeblogger—no relation to Manolo Blahnik—who concentrates on straight-up footwear fashion, with frequent commentary on celeb style. Recent posts discuss Queen Latifah’s transformation, David Hasselhoff, Season’s Greetings from Trump, and Malibu Barbie Frieda Kahlo.

No Project Runway

Manolo says, profound apologies from the Manolo to his many internet friends, especially to those who are expecting the Manolo’s usual Thursday comments following the Wednesday Night Project Runway.

The Manolo he is travelling this week, in the fact, the Posse Manolo it is rolling in the Chicago (the Manolo he will have the few words about the shopping on the Mile of Miracles). As the consequence, the Manolo he was not able to see the Project Runway, nor has he been able to do much of the blogging.

Do not worry, the Manolo he will watch the episode and post his comments this weekend, after he returns from his trip.


The Un-Valenki

Jackie by Anne Klein New York   Manolo Likes!  Click!

Manolo says, this boot from the Anne Klein, it is sophisticated, elegant, handsome, and oh so sexy. In the short, it is the un-valenki.


The Valenki

Manolo says, recently the Manolo he has been hearing much talk about the Russian Valenki boot as being the next Ugg, the next ugly boot to be the big trend.

Here, allow the Manolo to nip this in the bud.

If you are the shuffling, toothless, 100 kilogram Russian babushka with the head scarf then by all the means, wear the valenki. If you are not the Russian granny then, in the opinion of the Manolo, you have no business wearing the Valenki.

Trust the Manolo, nothing says, Comrade, I have in my soviet-era apartment stockpiled 500 rolls of the low-quality toilet paper like the valenki.

Do not be the babushka, do not wear the valenkis.


Gay Is The New Black!

Manolo asks, but what will the Brad say?

What the Manolo Is…

Manolo says, it is the Tuesday, time to see What the Manolo Is…


Listening to…


The Manolo he has very much been enjoying the Dorian Greyhound.