Word: manolos
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...SENSEI According to Hersh, all of L.A.'s serious shoppers have their shoes preselected for them by Lisa Case at Neiman Marcus. "She doesn't work the floor. She's behind the scenes, pulling shoes for her clients." This season it's a pair of chocolate brown distressed-leather Manolo Blahniks...
Feehan and Hamilton take their subject seriously, but not all do. In Undead and Unwed by MaryJanice Davidson, a former model uses her can't-be-killed status to scare the bejesus out of her stepmother, who did a postmortem heist of all her Manolo Blahniks (a shoe brand that pops up in these books a lot; the designer must offer a specter discount). It ends happily for our heroine, although these books are not the kind that necessarily conclude with a wedding. It's probably safer that way, given that for vampires, "till death do us part...
...Best female friend and/or developing love interest: “Blahnik by Boman: Shoes, Photographs, Conversation” by Eric Boman. 224 pages of Manolo Blahnik shoe pornography will drive your favorite girl wild. The photography is also phenomenally creative—Boman nestles a pale green mule among ferns as homage to Blahnik’s recurring botanical themes. If you really love her or really want action, pair the artful book with “Sex and the City-The Complete Series” DVD set, in which the sublime stilettos play an important supporting role...
...Crónicas” follows a Spanish-language tabloid news team covering a serial killer in rural Ecuador. The crew, led by the vain and ambitious field reporter Manolo Bonilla (Leguizamo), includes his sensitive and conflicted producer Marisa (Watling) and their good-natured, stoner cameraman Ivan (José Maria Yazpik...
...more comfortable, but that didn’t stop me from feeling hopelessly out of it in the elevator every morning. Inevitably, I’d pull up to a corner only to find I’d parked my flip flops next to a smart set of Manolo Blahniks. I could feel every eye in the elevator staring with pity down at me and would shrink in provincial shyness against the wall...