Manolo the Columnist: Alexa from Lauren by Ralph Lauren
Manolo says, here is the Manolo’s latest column for the Express of the Washington Post.
0Dear Manolo,
It’s wicked hot outside. Can you recommend some inexpensive sandals that will keep me both cool and looking great until fall arrives?
Mary
Manolo says, ayyy! It is the Great Deadly Unprecedented Heat Wave of 2011! Or so the peoples are screaming at you from every broadcast media outlet.
Indeed, when you woke up this morning, that normally avuncular fellow who does the weather on “Wake Up, D.C.!†was weeping hysterically that his patented “RealFeeling Heat Index†(the secret combination of heat, humidity, dew point, and temperature readings taken from the surface of the sun) would soar to the unheard of temperature of 317 degrees in the shade, which will shortly not exist because all of the trees in your neighborhood will “spontaneously burst into flames by noonâ€.
And yet, the few minutes later, while you are enjoying the soft-boiled egg, you flip to the more level-headed weather report in the Post, where you find that the actual temperature for the day will be 103 degrees Fahrenheit.
Yes, it will be hot and nasty and humid and terribly unpleasant, but then what did you expect? This is the Washington, D.C. in the summer. When has it not always been thus?
Take the advice of the Manolo: turn the air conditioner up and the television off. Pour yourself the big glass of iced tea and settle into your reading chair for the long afternoon of pirate-themed romance novels.
Here is the Alexa from Lauren by Ralph Lauren. The moderately priced sandal with the classic good looks that will keep you both cool and looking cool until at least October.
Comments
daisyj 14 years ago
But Manolo, plain old pirates are so last Tuesday. Don’t know know that these days it’s all about the mash-up? Behold, the pirate-meteorologist romance!
“Ahoy, me lovely, did ye not know that the jet stream has shifted five-point-eight degrees to the southeast and the barometric pressure is holding at five millibars? Argh, we shall be having no relief from these infernal temperatures until at least the middle of next week.”
Brianna DeWarsaw, secret heiress to the Glanville industrial fragrance fortune, glared imperiously at him, her heaving bosom glistening with sweat.
“That can not be! For if the cruel Count DeRoosop does not find his visit pleasant, my family will be ruined, and his flight arrives tomorrow!”
(etc)
Susu Paris Chic 14 years ago
In Paris wicked wicked wiiicked… cold!