Manolo says, once again, the Maestro Manolo Blahnik proves why he shall forever and eternity be our hero, he is simply the most witty, gracious, and charming person.
Manolo Blahnik sounds it out.
If he practiced enough, he’d master a Southern drawl someday.
But not today.
“My biggest dream is to talk like a Southern person,” Blahnik says as he settles into a cozy chair at Neiman Marcus in Houston. He blots a trickle of sweat from his face and lets out a faint sigh.
“I need an aspirin. I have a headache,” he says, sweeping his hand across his forehead.
“I was in London on Monday, Atlanta on Tuesday, now Houston. I’m just crazy. I’m 63 years old, you know. I’m no spring chicken!”
On this day, hundreds of women have lined the shoe department at Neiman Marcus to have a moment with the designer. He signs the soles of their shoes, one by one, with pleasure.
“I’m so glad I don’t have high heels on,” he says laughing.
One woman kicks up her black patent-leather ankle boot. “I don’t know why they like this shoe, but they do,” Blahnik said. If anything, he’s without ego and shies from a chance to promote himself or his shoes.
Another woman shows him color photographs of her 80-pair collection.
“Now, that’s far too many shoes for anyone to own,” he said.
He signs the shoe, smiling.
Charm and graciousness, qualities in short supply in the modern world, but which our Maestro has in abundance.