Showing posts with label Spanish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spanish. Show all posts

Sunday, 2 May 2010

Dance of the Sevillanas

I had a defining moment at the age of ten with a trip to the opera to see Bizet's Carmen.
From that moment on I was sold on all things Spanish, flamenco and tragic gypsy.

When The Small Fabric of My Life was going on trip to Seville I was filled with longing. When the volcanic ash threatened to jeopardise her trip I was feeling her pain. But hurrah it was a goer. It is also my ambition to go to Seville. And when Jane got back and paraded a wonderful shawl to win I was sold. If I don't win the shawl I'll be looking to get myself to Seville to get my own.

I had to abandon my Spanish fans when I realised Karl Lagerfeld had one as an accessory. I didn't want to be thought of as an imitator in my youth. But it meant that my favourite designer has always been Jean Paul Gaultier. Two things I associate with him, Breton tops and a Spanish vibe, not least due to his film costuming for Pedro Almodovar.
My favourite collection is his Couture S/S 09. Here are a few highlights ...of his brilliance