Christian Louboutin, Ass Man?
Christian Louboutin has flown south for the winter and seems to be loving it. Last Friday, he opened a new shop in Miami’s Design District. (It’s a sort of fun-house space, with an enormous mirror by the entrance, cherry-red carpets, and a spiderweb installation by Dutch artist Madeleine Berkhemer that’s made out of torn nylons.) This week, he’s in town to check up on the store, throw a party or two, and swing by the convention center for a look at Art Basel.
Lounging in the shop’s rear alcove yesterday in a pair of leopard-print loafers, Louboutin seemed quite at home—maybe because he’s just back from an immersive tour of Latin America. “The women in Colombia are so sexy,” he gushed. “I had no idea how much Colombia is driven by dancing. They are really into boobs, the ass, dancing.” A week in London training for a Fred Astaire-esque number he had to perform for a TV program left him with a renewed respect for the art. “I have a lot more respect for dancing now, having seen how difficult it is to do even the simple steps,” he said. Will that experience influence his footwear designs? Since Louboutin is wrapping an arm around Miami, the last place on earth you’d expect a woman to tone down her heels for the dance floor, we’re guessing no.