Darlins, there are two things a Southern Lady of Breeding does better than anyone, and lying like a dog –particularly in epistolary form as learned from years of writing diabetes-inducing thank-you notes at the slightest provocation– is the other one.
As you might have guessed yesterday’s apology and the recommended Crocs of the day before were both parts of an April Fool’s hoax. The Manolo was in on it, as were a few of my beloved internet pals who so graciously planted comments of outrage at my request. Only one thing…I forgot to tell Francesca!
A big shout out to Gemdiva who was the first one to spot that Joy Yaupassan, the underhanded marketing coordinator, was actually “Joyeux Poisson” a slang version of the traditional French April Fool’s Day saying “Joyeux Poisson d’Avril!”
Additionally, someone else spotted the amount of money I supposedly took from the evil Croc-peddlers was approximately $401.08. The monetary equivalent of yesterday’s date. Well done there!
If I could be seriously serious for a moment, I’m actually very touched at how forgiving and sweet many of you were. It’s you who make Manolo for the Big Girl superfantastic (well partially, I’m pretty damn good myself) and it’s good to know that if I ever do turn to a life of questionable journalistic integrity, you all have got my back.
As for the rest of you who called for my head, back off. You’ll get my job when you pry my Prada’s off my cold, dead (size 42 if you’re wondering, Miuccia) feet.
And now, because it’s traditional to wear fish on April Fool’s Day, I think all of you who were fooled by my little ruse should go out and buy these.
Yet another over-the-top offering from our pal Giuseppe Zanotti who might be playing a little battuta on us, himself.