Manolo shouts, Galliano!!!!!
P.S. Of the course, in the absense of the Manolo, the Izzy had already made the hilarious comment.
Manolo loves the shoes!
Um, is it just me, or does he look like Ken? With more fake tan? I don’t think even Barbie would want him…
Off topic, Manolo but I need help with the shoes! Where oh where are the pretty sandals with a kitten heel that look stylish – not silly – for women with wide feet? I have such a nice pedicure and its so hot outside!!
A link I thought may be of some interest to the Manolo and other shoe enthusiasts:
Discussion pf the Crocs in Israeli newspaper
In the two years since then I even found myself buying a pair of Crocs, in shocking blue, as well as one for one of my children, who works as a barman; I took pity on his tender feet (size 48, European), which have to bear the weight of his body for so many hours. Who knows, maybe the kid was user No. 1 and maybe I am vicariously responsible for turning the horrors of tree resin into an epidemic that cannot be blocked out by shutting your eyes, because they crop up everywhere and even in the most unexpected places. Never mind people with the Jerusalem type of hippie look – worshipers at the Kol Haneshama Reform synagogue or frequenters of The Lab theater – who have simply ditched their Birkenstocks in favor of something even uglier; never mind holistic and alternative healers of all kinds, or the generations of nirvana-seekers; never mind barmen, chefs, members of the paramedical professions, cashiers and all those who have to spend hours on their feet.
With my own eyes I have seen people who spend their lives sitting and perusing, not only by chance, the fashion columns and possessing such a developed fashion sensitivity that they actually understand what Amit Shoham writes. I have seen these people wear such clogs not only to movie matinees, but even to the theater, concerts and, lo and behold, even to what is known in these parts as an “event” – which as everyone knows is something for which people usually dress to the nines, which is absolutely not supposed to include clogs or slippers of any kind.
I think he looks like one of the ompa loompas from the old version of Willie Wonka & the Chocolate Factory…especially in the second shot.
Wow, you’re right! Especially the hair… Oompa-Loompa-cum-Ken-cum-Buzz Lightyear????? Scaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaary. X 1000
No matter how he’s dressed I still see Snidely Whiplash. Keep waiting for him to tie Little Nell to the railroad tracks.
I do so agree with gemdiva, but surely Snidely Gallash would be tying Little NED to the railroad tracks? Just saying……..
Captain Hook in space!
furlagirl has it correct about some people just having no common sense. La Petite Acadienne was at a lovely charity dinner the other night, with a distinguished guest speaker of some renown. She was rather horrified to see a gentleman there in khaki shorts and a tie-dyed dashiki top. And Birkenstocks. A word to all who are passionate about peace and fellowship and the environment — dressing appropriately for an event does not constitute a betrayal of your moral convictions. It simply makes you look like a nut.
“Yes, I am insane, but also, am I not magnificent and seductive? Yes?”
Correction: NOT dressing appropriately makes you look like a nut. I presume you all gathered what I meant from the context, but wished to clarify things anyway.