Whose Shoes Wednesday
Manolo asks, whose shoes?
Manolo says, it is Tuesday and you are back at your desk, looking forward to this final weekend of the summer. Indeed, you are ready for the summer of 2011 (or as you have titled it, The Summer of Disappointment) to be finished. This past week was the final straw. For two weeks, you had been preparing for the big cookout and family gathering at the seashore, only to have the Hurricane Irene derail everything at the final moment. Worse, when you got up on Sunday morning, there was Geraldo Rivera standing (well, leaning into the stiffish breeze) on your…
Manolo says, here is the Manolo’s latest column for the Express of the Washington Post. Dear Manolo, This is a question of pressing importance. What do you suggest in the way of stylish rain boots, something that can stand up to the demands of a category four hurricane? Ellen Manolo says, ayyyyy! 2011 is turning out to be the annus horribilis, the Latin technical term which sound like the unpleasant personal condition, but actually means the “Year of Horrors.†Our horrific year began with the succession of the late winter Snopocalypses, each one colder and snowier than the last. This…
Manolo asked, whose shoes? Manolo answers, it is the Daryl Hannah! Congratulations to the Manolo’s internet friend, the Stella, for being the first to correctly identify this week’s crunchy granola nutbar star, whom the Manolo always sees at the Santa Monica farmer’s market dressed exactly as you see above.
Manolo says, our dear friend Miss Plumcake is back from the vacation and en fuego!
Manolo says, it is Monday, and your long family nightmare is over…the children have returned to school! Indeed, it is the most wonderful time of the year! Celebrate with beautiful shoes…. Today, while your young ones are schlumping dejectedly throgh the halls of the Dr. John T. Grabble Charter School for Exceptionally Amazing Gifted Children, you will be kicking up your heels in these Claudette Suede and Snake-Print Peep-Toe Ankle Boots from the Elie Tahari, your reward for the long, long summer.
Manolo says, here is the Manolo’s latest column for the Express of the Washington Post. Dear Manolo, I work on Capital Hill with a boss, who though brilliant and well-intentioned, likes to yell loudly at the staff. As a consequence, the office is often a place of tension and unhappiness. Of course, I can’t quit, because not only do I believe in the work my boss is doing, but I need this job. Please suggest some shoes to make me feel better. Karen Manolo says, the Manolo has long noticed that the Congresspeoples are like the willful and badly-behaved children…
Manolo says, it is Tuesday and you are back at your office, wondering what has happened to the summer. You had such fun plans for the season, including the minor remodeling of the patio. And then, in the first week of June, these plans was thrown into chaos by the sudden heatwave, when the triple-digit temperatures and the outrageous humidities kept you in the doors next to the air conditioner, watching televised golf and thinking about relocating to Seattle. It was during this period of forced inactivity, when the plans for the patio metastasized into something much grander. (Let us…
Manolo says, here is the Manolo’s latest column for the Express of the Washington Post. Dear Manolo, What would you recommend for a 33-year-old mother of four very rambunctious boys? I want something that’s sporty, but also is a little hipper and less matronly than tennis shoes. Lindsay Manolo says, what would the Manolo recommend? Boarding school! Ha! The Manolo jokes! Actually, seeing the young peoples with the large families always makes the Manolo happy, for they recall to him his own blissful childhood as the next-to-the-youngest of fourteen tatterdemalion gypsy children. Such joy in numbers! Never did the teeny…
Manolo asked, whose shoes? Manolo answers, it is the Tilda Swinton! Congratulations to the Manolo’s internet friend, the Stella, who was the first to guess this week’s oddity of note.