Christian Louboutain Boots For the Monday

Manolo says, it is Monday and you are back at your desk, and frankly, for once you are so happy to be there, although not nearly as happy as you are to know that tomorrow this election madness finally ends.

This is absolutely the last time you register you political party as “independent”. Indeed, your phone must have rung forty times this weekend, what with the robo-calls, and the pollsters, and the polite young people from both of the campaigns, trying to sway your vote, or begging for money.

Nearly as bad as the phone calls, was the constant bombardment of the television ads. Mendacity and hyperbole, bombast and misdirection, and numberless attempts to frighten and bully you into voting one way or the other, and those were just the ads for the county supervisors.

And then there is the entire problem of social discourse. You have spent the past several months tip-toeing around your acquaintances and business colleagues, speaking obliquely and avoiding certain topics, lest these peoples turn out to be the avidly unreasonable supporters of one faction or the other.

One minute you are talking about taking your nephews to the zoo, because they “love the elephants” and the next, you are embroiled in the heated argument about tax policy with someone you barely know.

Oy, but this is tiresome. You long for the days when participatory democracy meant voting for the homecoming queen, not trying to sort out the various currents and subcurrents of the modern American political system.

But, what can you do? You are the good citizen, and so you do your part, educating yourself and participating as best you can, even if you find all of it about as satisfying as the trip to the dentist.

And now you need the break, the long, pleasant, politics-free break.

Wait. What’s this in the Post? “The 2012 race commences first thing Wednesday morning.”

“Ayyyyy! Manolo take me away!”

This level of weary malaise and alarm calls for something super fantastic, some spectacular, something Louboutain!

Boots, platform, tall, fantastic, super.

Christian Louboutin for the Monday

Manolo says, it is Monday and you are back in the office, where the tension is thicker than the sopa de chicharo and twice as salty.

This destructive uncertainty and madness was not what you expected when you went into the investment banking so many years ago. Indeed, the recruiter at your college assured you that it would be just like sitting under the money tree and waiting for the shower of golden fruits.

But now, ayyyyyy! People are running around like the chickens with the heads taken off, smelling strongly of panic and fallen portfolios.

And you, yourself, you have the terrible insomnia, and spend every free second obsessively flipping through the business news channels, furiously texting rumors back and forth with your co-workers.

Have you heard the latest? The CFO has been placed on the suicide watch. It turns out that when he had prepped at Choate he had mercilessly, ruthlessly, bullied the younger boy, whose name he has just remembered: Ben “Stinky Pinky” Bernanke.

Ayyyy! Disastre!

You need to go immediately to your personal happy thoughts place, full of pastel-colored candy rainbows and chocolate unicorns. And shoes, beautiful expensive wonderful shoes, like these pointy-toed, patent leather boots from Christian Louboutin.

Patent Leather Boots from Christian Louboutin    Manolo Likes!  Click!

Yes, the purchase of those boots seems impossible, but have faith, the sun will come out tomorrow, bet your bottom dollar!

Christian Louboutin Pumps for the Monday

Manolo says, it is Monday and you are back at your desk, slaving away again for The Man. However, today, unlike most other Mondays you are feeling perky and chipper and bubbly and…and…wonderful, for you think that you may possibly, might be maybe in love.

Of the course, you cannot be 100% positively certain, for the modern condition of your generation, which might best be described as detached irony mingled with studied diffidence, has rendered you incapable of fully evaluating such things.

But, there it is again, that incomparably wonderful tingly feeling in the exact center of your chest, together with the shortness of breath that strikes you at odd minutes, with the hot flushes and the sweaty palms.

And one could well imagine that this might be the onset of some terrible illness, except that these symptoms are usually accompanied by bits and pieces of Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s Sonnets from the Portuguese, frequently wrapped around powerful mental images of that broad-shouldered, curly-headed young man with the liquid brown eyes.

So that one minute you are working on the Barfflefarb account, when whammo!

I think of thee!–my thoughts do twine and bud
About thee, as wild vines, about a tree,
Put out broad leaves, and soon there’s nought to see
Except the straggling green which hides the wood.
Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understood
I will not have my thoughts instead of thee
Who art dearer, better! rather, instantly
Renew thy presence. As a strong tree should,
Rustle thy boughs and set thy trunk all bare,
And let these bands of greenery which insphere thee
Drop heavily down,–burst, shattered, everywhere!
Because, in this deep joy to see and hear thee
And breathe within thy shadow a new air,
I do not think of thee–I am too near thee.

“WHERE THE HELL DID THAT COME FROM!” you shout silently to yourself, “I haven’t read Browning since I was thirteen!”

And now your heart is pounding in your chest and sweat is beading on brow, for you are picturing your beloved (“yes, ‘beloved’ that’s the exact word”) with his trunk all bare.

Ayyyyyy! What can this be but love?

The Manolo, who has experience in such matters, would now counsel you to relax, to enjoy what is the greatest of human emotions, terrible in it’s power, sublime in its effects.

Of the course, you will need shoes, beautiful shoes expressive of your condition.

Red, Pointy-Toed, Ankle-Strap Pump from Christian Louboutin

Beautiful, simple, sincere shoes such as this pointy-toed pump from Christian Louboutin, for you have decided in this instant that you have been all wrong about Elizabeth Barrett Browning, that she is the poet after your own heart, the one person–beautiful, simple, and oh so very sincere–who understands exactly how you feel!

Christian Louboutin for The Gloomy Monday

Christian Louboutin Crystal Trimmed Sandals    Manolo Likes!  Click!

Manolo says, Monday+January+Nasty Weather=Wicked Bad Depression

Louboutin Sandals+Crystals=Super Fantastic Happiness!

Shoe Trends for 2008, Part Two

Manolo says, over the next few days, the Manolo will be giving his forecast for the coming years shoe trends.

This next trend, which has been developing over the past year, has now fully arrived, and it is the brightly colored shoes. Currently we are seeing shoes which are saturated with color, not the primary color, but rich variations in the purples, the oranges, the yellows, the greens, the blues, and the reds.

In fact, the Manolo goes so far as to call this the “Year of Color”

This trend to color is visible at all levels of the market. Look, here are affordable shoes from Enzo Angliolini in bright orange and yellow.

Maylie from Enzo Angiolini   The color is bright!  Click!Maylie from Enzo Anglioini   Manolo say it is colorful!  Click!

And in the more expensive prices, here is deep purple satin slide from Ralph Lauren.

Purple Satin Slide from Ralph Lauren   Manolo Likes!  Click!

Yellow-ish platform shoes from Bruno Frisoni.

Yellow shoes from Bruno Frisoni Click!

Two varieties of red from the Christian Louboutin.

Red Pump from Christian Louboutin    Manolo Likes!  Click!

So, add some colors to your feets this year.

P.S. Shoe Trends for 2008, Part One.

Christian Louboutin Bows

Anemone by Christian LouboutinAnemone by Christian Louboutin   Manolo is Indifferent   Click!

Manolo says, the Manolo cannot recommend everything that comes from the atelier of Christian Louboutain. In this case, it is the Anemone, the Louboutin shoe with too much junk in the trunk.

P.S. Here is the Manolo’s internet friend Poochie expressing her disappointment with these shoess.

Dissent at the Blog of the Manolo

Manolo says, this is one of the reasons why the Manolo loves his readers so very much, because even when they dissent from the official Manolo Party Line, they do so in ways that are interesting, polite, and well-reasoned.

Here, for the example, is the Manolo’s internet friend Sarah commenting upon the Manolo’s outrage with the Steven Madden peoples.

Sorry, I have to go against the grain here.

Ever seen those Suave shampoo commercials? Where two women with gorgeous hair flounce around for thirty seconds, and the announcer informs us that one of them spends a lot for salon products, and the other uses Suave? “If you can’t tell, why should we?”

Seven hundred dollars is an exorbitant price to pay for a mass produced product that you don’t plug into your wall. That it is not even remotely beyond the pale, in fact ‘reasonable’ as far as couture products goes, simply shows how divorced female ideals of conspicuous consumption have been removed from products that provide us value for money.

I remember being shocked when a friend of mine, a professional geisha, told me the average kimono she wore to work cost over ten thousand dollars. Then she actually went into the economics of the kimono industry, explained that every single kimono was a work of handcrafted art which kept dozens of artisans, sometimes the only living remnants of their craft, fed, and which was completely unique and symbolically sound in every detail. I was convinced at this point, and then she said, “Besides, it’s no more than you’d pay for a high-end handbag at some department stores.”

Louboutin’s name is not worth seven hundred dollars. No one’s name is worth seven hundred dollars. Value in fashion is assigned by a very small, very select cadre of people, and those values exist solely to keep a level of stylistic cache unattainable by the masses. Or else, how do you know how chic you are?

Of course, those signifiers fall apart if chicness is widespread, which is the real danger if mass market knockoffs. It is not a matter of protection of intellectual property; haute couture exists to determine the trend points upon which attainable intellectual property will be based, five years down the road. Nor is there anything patentable about patent leather, laces, shoe boots, or round toes. And if you honestly think shoe boots will be au courant long enough to constitute a ‘basic,’ or that any amount of money will make stilettos comfortable or long-lasting…

In summary, I am not offended by Steve Madden.

This is the exemplar of how intelligent and reasonable peoples should disagree! That the Manolo does not agree with this, does not change how happy he is to have received it.

As for what the Manolo believes, the Manolo can do no better than to point you to the replies of his internet friends Ninjarina, Dangster, and especially the Wannbe, who comes closest to expressing the Manolo’s own feelings with this perceptive comment below.


More on the Steve Madden PhotoShopping

Manolo says, in case you may have missed this last week, the Manolo caught the shoe designer Steve Madde stealing the designs of the master Christian Louboutin, and also the photos used by the Saks department store to promote the Louboutin shoes.

Over the weekend the Manolo’s internet friend Susan, at the Counterfeit Chic, dissected this case, and notes the irony that the photo stolen from the Saks website has more protection under the law than the design of the shoes, themselves.

Of the course, for the Manolo the greatest crime is that Steve Madden is attempting to defraud his customers, by making them believe his shoddily made shoes are exactly like the masterful original upon which they are based.

P.S. The Manolo’s friend Julie, also had the few erudite words to say about this case at her new shoe blog, Almost Heeled.

Louboutin Miss Fred Tacco vs Steve Madden Becks

Miss Fred Tacco Boot from Christian Louboutin   Manolo Likes! Click!Steve Madden Becks, or is it?

Manolo says, on the left you see the beautiful Miss Fred Tacco Boot from Christian Louboutin which the Manolo mentioned earlier today, retail price $695.

On the right you see the Steve Madden Becks patent leather bootie which was spotted by the Manolo’s internet friend Carrie, and priced at $149.95.

Clearly, the Louboutin has inspired the Madden shoe, although, if one looks closely, as our internet friend Cassandra has done…

Is it just me or is the picture on the Steve Madden link Carrie posted the same exact picture of Louboutin’s shoe, but with the red sole photoshopped out?

And that is indeed the exact conclusion of the Manolo, that the graphic designers at the Steve Madden have simply stolen the Saks Fifth Avenue picture, applied the computer, and… hey presto! It is now the Steve Madden shoe!

Of the course, the other Steve Madden Becks Booties, in the different colors, required slightly more complex photoshopping mad skillz…


Miss Fred Tacco Boot From Christian Louboutin

Miss Fred Tacco Boot from Christian Louboutin   Manolo Likes! Click!

Manolo says, the more the Manolo looks at this black patent leather bootie from Christian Louboutin, the more the Manolo has come to like it. For the Manolo it is the gold piping and the gold heel that have been both troubling and endearing.

“Is it too much? Maybe… No… Yes… Maybe… It is cute.”

Such are the internal deliberations of the Manolo.

As for the name, the Miss Fred Tacco, the Manolo has no idea.

Louboutin Over-the-Knee Boots and How Not to Wear Them

Manolo says, the words “Christian Louboutin Over-the-Knee Boots” shout SEXY, but here you see Mariah Carey and Jennifer Lopez demonstrating that there is the fine line between sexy and ridiculous. Mimi simply looks ready to do the Pretty Woman stroll on Hollywood Blvd.

As for the J-Lo, all the Manolo could think about was this…

Which is clearly not what Christian Louboutin had in mind.


Hyde Park by Christian Louboutin

Christian Louboutin Hyde Park gold t-strap sandals  Manolo Likes!  Click!

Manolo says, after the most recent shock to system of the Manolo, the Manolo has the need to reaffirm his belief in the abilities of the Chiristian Louboutin. Happily, this was not difficult.

Here is the Hyde Park, the beautiful gold and black t-strap sandal that will cleanse your palate of the distasteful flavor of bad fish.