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Manolo says, perfect for wearing with the Dorcs!



Manolo says, Here is the very amusing fake commercial from the Canada. The Manolo especially appreciates this bit of dialogue:

Nancy: “But they’re so ugly!”
Jim: “That’s how you know they’re comfortable.”

This says everything about how many not very bright peoples regard the feetwear, that only those shoes which are wickedly ugly can provide comfort.

When will these peoples learn that comfort and style are not incompatible? One does not obviate the other.

Yes, if you are cheap and all you wish to spend is $34.99 you will undoubtedly be disappointed in your shoes, unless you are able to delude yourself into thinking that the ridiculous plastic slippers in the infantile colors are the height of fashion.

As always, the solution is to shop carefully, to choose wisely, and to spend the reasonable sum on the high quality shoes that fit your feets properly. But this is much harder than throwing on the pair of Dorcs.

P.S. Many thanks to Manolo’s friend the Hilary.


Manolo the Columnist

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

Dear Manolo,

I’m a poor girl starting at the bottom of the corporate ladder, and I need something that is both cheerful and not terribly expensive to wear to work this spring.


Manolo says, ah the bottom of the corporate ladder. How the Manolo remembers those long ago days in his first job, starting on the lowest rung as the Second Assistant Shoeshine Boy in the shoe shop of the Mercurio Albornoz y Bahamonde.

Yes, the pay was not much—the few fistfuls of pesetas and all the lunchroom leftovers he could steal—but the opportunity for advancement was unlimited.

And through hard work and dedication and the long and arduous hours of polishing the Manolo eventually managed to climb the ladder of success, all the way up to the exalted position of Associate Shoeshine Boy in Charge of Laces! He even had his own corner box on which he could squat while he labored!

Ayyyyyy! Those were heady days of success for the young Manolo.

But, then, sadly, the shoe shining was outsourced to street urchins and the Manolo found himself having to start all over again at the ripe age of thirteen. But such is corporate life.

Here is the Cargo from the Franco Sarto, the cute and breezy wedge heel shoe that would enliven the spring day of corporate climbing.

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