The Manolo Week in Review

Manolo says, here is the best of the week from the Manolosphere.

Francesca…

When Francesca wishes to exercise, she prefers playing sports, or doing aerobics in the comfort of her own living room, or carrying home Chinese takeout or heavy bags of groceries which contain, among the fruits and veggies, only one box of Entenmann’s cupcakes. So you see, to each her own!

Izzy Gallant…

Bow, mortal, to Nipplelopochtli, Aztec god of pectorals and, uh, acid-washed jeans.

Never teh Bride…

I’ve never hidden the fact that I’m fairly anti-matchymatchy when it comes to bridesmaid frocks. I also go gaga over mismatched dinnerware and cleverly messy outfits that look hastily thrown on but probably took hours to compile. There is just something about controlled chaos that I love.

Twistie…

A great deal has been written about the duties and obligations of members of the bridal party. Less, however, seems to have been written about handling them so they are still your friends once the birdseed and rose petals have been swept up and life returns to normal.

Mr. Henry…

When Mrs. Henry decided on a whim to hop a flight to San Diego, the Henry household was left to its own devices, that is, with Mr. Henry firmly, if temporarily, in command.

Glinda…

But the valuable advice I got from that movie will stay with me forever as a parent. Trust me, I am always going to walk into the room instead of hovering at the doorway. Mark my words.

Spirit Fingers…

And when I heard that rumour about Karl Urban being cast as the main bad guy in Star Trek VI, I thought to myself, surely they’ve got their Urbans mixed up.

Raincoaster…

This jacket is made entirely from strips of velcro, and as you can see from the image, has practical as well as faintly pathetic applications.

Plumcake…

Two Thursdays ago found me on my knees with my head in the oven.

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