Manolo says, here is the simple wedge from the Donald J. Pliner which would be perfect for wearing to the lazy brunch at that waterside restaurant so favored by the man with curly blond hair and the dimpled chin.
Manolo says, let the gloating begin!
Actually, the Manolo was going to write something about how gloating was unseemly, and about how one should try to find some small sympathy for the human person, Paris Hilton.
But then, what the heck, biotch had it coming.
And so, the Manolo now takes great pleasure in the fine and satisfying turnings of the wheels of justice, and will give over the briefest period of time to this unseemly delight in the suffering of another.