The Unfortunate Error of the Manolo

Manolo says, all this afternoon the Manolo has been hearing from his internet friends, and from the readers of his column in the Express of the Washington Post, alerting the Manolo to the unfortunate use of the word “kaffir”, which appears as the name of the shoes he recommended.

This letter from the Manolo’s reader Matthews M. is not untypical.

Dear Manolo

I refer to your article in today’s Express, p E3 where you refer to the icon look – kaffir.

You did not name the shoe. Did you know that the word “kaffir” in South Africa is as derogatory as the “N” word is in the US?

Sadly, the Manolo did not know the full extent of the hurtful vulgarity of this word. You may be assured that if he had known he would not have recommended this shoe, indeed, he would have recommended the entirely different designer.

The Manolo must now ask for your forgiveness, and hope that you, his dear readers, will not allow this unfortunate error to stand between us.


The Only People Who Should Be Wearing the Crocs

Violet Affleck in Crocs

Manolo says, little baby children, such as the Violet Affleck seen above, may wear the Crocs. However, if you are the fully grown person you should avoid these ridiculous and childish rubber monstrosities.

“But Manolo,” cry the infantile, the misguided, and the willfully perverse, “the Crocs, they are so comfortable”.

Manolo answers, “so are the cardboard boxes filled with the combination of styrofoam packing peanuts and Vaseline.”

And just as the sensible person knows not to submerge their feets into such things, no matter how pleasant it may seem, so too does the sensible person know to avoid the Crocs.”

Manolo Blogs Week In Review

Manolo says, now that the Manolo blogs have grown to include five blogs in total, with two more in the offing, the Manolo has decided to do the Friday roundups, so that you may read what you may have perhaps been missing.

And so here is the best from each of the Manolo’s bloggers…


I want to wake up at noon the next morning and sit in the dark eating greasy tacos and watching that scene in Pride and Prejudice where Colin Firth’s Mr. Darcy jumps into and subsequently comes out of the water over and over again until we faint from sheer Regency-era hotness with it only to regain conciousness three hours later and start the whole thing over again.

Mr. Henry…

This sort of artificial food radius is all perfectly fine if you find yourself residing in central California surrounded by the premier fruit and vegetable fields in America. But what about the rest of us?


While I notice that, at first glance, a few of the overweight characters are stereotypically written as “bumbling” or “jovial,” on the whole the overweight good guys blend seamlessly into the good-guy group.

Never teh Bride…

So, let me get this straight. I’m to bring a present to the shower and then send a gift on ahead before the wedding, and I’m supposed to “subsidize the honeymoon?”

Izzy Gallant…

There’s a lot of buzz about whether America is willing to elect a black president, but should we be willing to elect a president who wears black suits?


Manolo the Columnist

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

Dear Manolo,

I’ve seeing a lot of young women wearing short-short sundresses, big-big sunglasses, and heavy boots. What do you think of this look?


Manolo says, the Manolo’s friend is referring to the I-am-going-to-Promises-right-after-my-next-arrest look, made current by the young but famous slatterns of the popular gossip press.

Naturally, to achieve the full effect you must be wearing no foundation garments below, and you must have in the one hand the designer “It” bag, and in the other the jumbo soy latte frappuccino with extra vodka.

Of course, anything worn by the troubled starlets becomes the mania among the impressionable young women and those who emulate them, which in Los Angeles includes the 51-year-old ex-wives of Hollywood producers.

The Manolo says, do not be these women. Do not imitate the styles of these young flibberty-jibbets. Be your own style icon.

Look here is the Kaffir from the Maxstudio, the golden strappy sandal that would make the average Hollywood hotty spill her Starbucks in envy.

Kaffir by Maxstudio    Manolo Likes!  Click!