It's been far too long since I indulged in some serious, unabashed Manolo Blahnik adoration. So here goes. Here's $2.095 of indulgence, one very dead Alligator, and legions of PETA members shaking their heads in disbelief. Reptile skin comes at a price, and add to that a name like Blahnik's and you can say goodbye to your savings. I always said when the time came for me to finally invest in some serious shoes that they would be classic black Manolo's. If sex were a shoe, it would probably be these.