It seems curious to the people of Spain that “Manolos”, when accompanied by that most mundane of articles -the - occupy such high a place in the international fashion world.
To expound on the title of this blog: understanding the importance of being Spanish –or for that matter
any other nationality- is to understand
a very specific attitude towards fashion.
A name to consider: Manolo Blahnik, master
“cordovan” and legendary shoe designer. Born in Santa Cruz de La Palma, Canary Islands to a Spanish
mother and a Czech father, educated in Switzerland, formed in Paris, catapulted
to stardom in London. How much of a Spanish influence is employed, can be
discerned, in his designing of shoes? Does he have a “Spanish Style” at all?
Manolo Blahnik. Photo Michael Roberts |
He spent his youth in Santa Cruz de la Palma, a volcanic island facing the coast of Morocco. His mother’s interest in learning how to make the traditional
Spanish “espadrilles”, hemp and cotton sandals, by hand would have been in
contrast to the ethos of a Spain immerging into the modern world. The landscape-banana plantations and palms,
exotic even to the eyes of mainland Spain-and a likely cultural cocktail at
home, would surely have engraved a special character in Mr Blahnik.
Feast your eyes on his luscious
illustrations, hold in your hands these real
shoes inspired by beautiful things; a
novel, a tree, a museum, a song, a movie, anything of beauty will do. The
upbringing forges the character and the character marks the interests which
influence the creative process and at the end, ala, a style is born, a design made into matter.
There are a few good books published about
his work; Manolo Blahnik Drawings, Manolo’s New Shoes and Blahnik by Boman. A Photographic Conversation is a ravishing book with exquisite
photographs of his shoes. All of them count on Mr Blahnik’s participation and
the collaborations of many remarkable names in the art/fashion world, from the
Herald Tribune fashion critic Suzy Menkes to the photographer Eric Boman.
I deeply regret having missed the rightly
deserved exhibition which the Design Museum of London presented on the life and
works of Mr. Blahnik in 2003. Much later I enjoyed Sofia Coppola’s
interpretation of Antonia Fraser’s Maria
Antonietta, (I just love the sly inclusion of a pair
of Converse sneakers slipped in among all those taffeta pumps) where Mr
Blahnik’s impeccable shoes figured largely in the costume design. It could not
have been anyone else but Manolo to have undertaken such a task.
With such a universally permeable and
inspirational personality as is Mr Blahnik’s, I am not sure that there is
anything more Spanish than French, Italian or even British in his designs. He
explained once that he didn’t really need proper training as a shoe designer because
he had “very good taste". Perhaps there is a certain “Spanish” flair
in that claim? More easily argued when pronounced with such an accent by a guy
named Manolo.
Muchas gracias por no cambiar su nombre Mr
Blahnik!
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