Manolo the Columnist

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

Dear Manolo,

I’ve been invited to Thanksgiving dinner at my new boyfriend’s home in Richmond. The problem is that I’m a New York girl, and from the way he talks it sounds like his family is still waiting for the South to rise again. Please help.


Manolo says, to the Manolo this it sounds like the set up for the dreadful romantic comedy.

You know the sort; the boyfriend’s stern-but-essentially-sweet father is known to all as “Daddy Frank”, and the mother is the sassy-but-wise southern lady enacted by the Sally Fields. Add in the fat boyhood friend named Bubba, the pining old flame Ashley Sue, and the usual assortment of the wacky-but-loveable relatives, played with stereotypical broadness by the well-known character actors, and you have all of the elements of the perfect Matthew McConuaghey/Jennifer Anniston flop.

Happily, life is not so predictable, and the Southerners, like everyone else, are much more complex and interesting than the usual stereotypes allow.

So the Manolo would tell you to relax and be yourself, although, he would also tell you to somewhat moderate the edgy, New York hipster all-black with something more lady-like, perhaps like this playful Mary Jane style wedge from the Cordani, which would look good with either the pants or the skirt.

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