Manolo says, it is Monday and you are back at your desk, working like the dog, with all of the other ladies who do not lunch; with all of the ladies who do not have the luxury of sitting around on their heinies with their kaftans and turbans and fancy cigarette holders and their Japanese houseboys who bring them mid-morning high-balls while they talk on their princess telephones. No, no, you are with the ladies who are the productive members of society, who go off to their places of employment where their formerly delicate spirits are daily crushed beneath the…