Manolo says, the Manolo apologies to his internet friends for the paucity of posts. He has been traveling this weekend, enjoying the Southern hospitality in the most pleasant (although very humid and full of cicadas) city of Nashville. While you are waiting for the Manolo to return, here is the pair of Stuart Weitzman platform sandals the Manolo saw on the feets of the Southern lady yesterday. The preppy Southern espadrille, perfect for the Belle Meade ladies!
Dear Manolo- I’ve been searching for a good airport shoe. Something that I can walk far in, that slips on and off easily, and one that I can wear socks with – shoe stores can pretend all they want, I know that panty hose do NOT form an impenetrable barrier against bacteria/fungi/gross foot stuff. It seems impossible to find a chic non-sneaker candidate. I either end up barefoot in the airport (ew) or wearing some incredibly ugly clog-type things (also ew) Can you help? Jen Manolo says, gone are the days of the Orient Express, when the travelers were politely…
Manolo asked, whose shoes? Manolo answers, it is the Susan Lucci! Congratulations to the Manolo’s internet friend, the Retna, who was the first to correctly identify this week’s soap operaish celebrity of note.
Perhaps I’m addicted to list making (much like my strange addictions to vintage glasses frames and coconut water) but after compiling a list of my favorite movies about shoes, I felt compelled to build a follow up! Music, much like shoes, is a very important facet in my life, so why not combine the two into something acoustically pleasing inspired by that of aesthetic greatness? Shoe songs! What a concept. While there have been many, I have whittled my list down to 5 of what I consider to be the very best songs about shoes. 5. Kenny Loggins –…
Manolo says, since the Manolo rarely watches The View, he can only imagine… Scene: The View Joy: No! Gaga: Get out of here! Baba: Yes, it’s true. He was a magnificent specimen of a man, ultimately tragic, but in his prime… Joy: It’s not possible. Gaga: ! Baba: Oh, we were so in love. And just between us girls, the love making was spectacular. Sometimes five, six, seven times a night. Joy: I’m speechless Gaga: ! Baba: It’s true, when I hear that song he wrote for me, I get… Joy: Wait, wait, he wrote a song for you. It’s…
Manolo says, appalling societal decay set to the catchy tune!
Manolo says, it is Tuesday, time to see what the Manolo is… Watching… Listening to… Reading… The Manolo has been in need of the motivation these past few weeks. Projects are lagging, and posting at the humble shoe blog has been less than satisfying for all concerned.
Manolo says, many of the Manolo’s internet friends have been emailing him, asking him to comment on the article in the Daily Mail concerning the Mexican botas picuadas, the crazy pointy-toed boots worn by the peoples from the San Luis Potosi. To which the Manolo answers, he has already considered this topic in depth, two months ago. Here are the links: Botas Exóticas: Pointy-Toes, Poulaines, and Male Display Botas del Baile Tribal Botas Exóticas: Mexican Vaquero Elves! Botas Exoticas: The Leningrad Cowboys However, to recap, here is the Manolo’s opinion: the key to understanding the trend of the botas picuadas…
Manolo says, and then there were the two. Above you will find the latest episode of the FN Shoe Star, in which the pop star Fergie and the Manolo’s internet friend the Brandon Holley sat at the table of judging so as to help whittle the field of contestants down to the last two. Of all the episodes, this was the best yet. Finally, all the designers produced the shoes that were interesting and moderately well-made, and the viewer were given sufficient time to consider each shoe. This was more of what the Manolo had hoped to see from the…
Manolo says, it is Monday and you are back at your desk, and today you are ready to go! You woke up early, the fire for success in your belly, rumbling like the spicy burrito of accomplishment to come, pushing you forward to success. Coffee! Coffee! Shower! Coffee! Clothes! Coffee! Go! Must get to office to do that thing that will get you that promotion that will result in worldly success! “Get out of the way,” you shout to the cars that are impeding you on the turnpike, “I have places to go, dammit!” You arrive fifteen minutes early to…
Manolo says, here is the Manolo’s latest column for the Express of the Washington Post. Dear Manolo, I’m going to spend Memorial Day Weekend with my loveable, but slightly déclassé parents at, yes, the Jersey Shore. What I need is a pair of flat sandals, something fun that I can wear in a variety of situations. Please help. Tina Manolo says, the Jersey Shore! Thanks to the notorious television show of the same name, the Manolo imagines this mythical place where all of the men are comically muscled egoists, and all of the women surgically-enhanced bimbettes, and everyone is strangely…