Manolo says, it is Friday, and what better way to celebrate being the Disco Queen of Suburbia than with the exuberantly purple, metallic, platform peep toes from the Dolce and the Gabbana?
Manolo says, here is the Manolo’s latest column for the Express of the Washington Post
I’m attending a wedding, and I have a delicate situation. My date previously dated the bride, and so I must look super fantastic. I’ve chosen a just-below-the-knee satin dress in dark blue, edging to teal. Please help.
Manolo says, there is so much information missing. Most importantly, the Manolo needs to know, how long ago did Theresa’s male friend date the bride, and did the bride break off with him, or did he break off with her?
Such things are important, for they may determine the date’s behavior during the festivities.
For the example, will he insist on dancing aggressively and prominently with Theresa, so as to show that he has done better, in which case more comfortable shoes may be needed, or will he desire to sit in the corner, sulking, drinking, and muttering about the one that got away? In which case, wear what you want (unless, of course, he is the angry drunk, and then perhaps the Wellingtons are best).
The word of advice: whatever happens, do not, under any circumstances, allow him to make the toast.
The Manolo is betting that Theresa’s friend is the great guy, and so why not wear the beautiful and super sexy
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