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Mauricio And Roger Padilha Talk Sprouse


When he died of lung cancer not quite five years ago, Stephen Sprouse was in the midst of one of his many comebacks. Widely credited as the designer who made street style soigné, Sprouse had spent much of the nineties wandering in and out of the fashion fold: Several times, he’d relaunched his eponymous label, only to shutter each business and return to making art. But the new millennium found Sprouse revolutionizing the fashion industry all over again. His collaboration with Louis Vuitton was a phenomenon. At Marc Jacobs’ behest, Sprouse scrawled graffiti all over the brand’s iconic monogram bags, and years later, even Canal Street knockoffs proved hard to come by. Then Sprouse debuted AmericaLand, his collection for Target. The first collaboration between a luxury designer and a discount chain, AmericaLand established a fast-fashion template still being followed today. Taken together, Sprouse’s work for Target and his work with Louis Vuitton capture his disrespect for the traditional standoff between high and low, and after seeding their fusion years earlier, the man had met his moment, yet again. And yet again, Sprouse’s moment was followed by a fall. But the time has come for another comeback. Last Friday, Deitch Projects in Soho opened the show Stephen Sprouse: Rock on Mars, an overview of Sprouse’s work as an artist. That same day, a limited-edition Stephen Sprouse for Louis Vuitton collection launched at Louis Vuitton stores worldwide. And tomorrow night, Sprouse muses Debbie Harry and Teri Toye host a celebration of the new book Stephen Sprouse, published by Rizzoli and written and compiled by MAO PR impresarios Roger and Mauricio Padilha. Harry and Toye assisted the Padilhas with the book. Jacobs chipped in, too, as did Sprouse’s buddy Tama Janowitz and his former neighbor,’s Candy Pratts Price. But the project’s guardian angel was Sprouse’s mother, Joanne Sprouse, who proposed the book to the Padilhas and allowed the brothers exclusive and unfettered access to her son’s archives. Here, Roger and Mauricio Padilha talk to about their comprehensive and eye-popping new book—and why you should avoid your idols.

You guys are obviously Sprouse acolytes. You have an enviable collection of his designs and published a tribute to him in Mao Mag after his death that led to the making of this book. How did you become fans?

Roger Padilha: I can be really exact about that, actually. In 1984, Stephen put on a runway show at the club the Ritz, in the East Village. It was such a huge deal that a clip aired on the nightly news. I was 12 at the time and Mauricio was 15, but we were already huge fans of Debbie Harry and Andy Warhol and Keith Haring, and we were already into fashion. Stephen’s show put all that together. We were totally fixated. And because we were bad kids, as well as precocious, we’d take our parents’ credit cards and jump on the train from Long Island and shop for his stuff at Bloomingdale’s and Charivari.

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Blasblog: Jacobs Stalkers And Sprouse-ettes Descend On Soho


Last night, I had a revelation. I realized how appropriate it was that Madonna was the face of Louis Vuitton this season. In the fashion world, Jacobs is the king (queen?) of reinvention—of course, a finely honed Madge skill. It was only a handful of seasons ago that he was slightly pudgy and pale with glasses and a messy ponytail. But last night, here he was, tanned, lean, and prancing about the grafitti- and neon-bedecked Louis Vuitton store in his flat-front, pleated-back black skirt with Stephen Sprouse leggings tucked into a polished military boot. And as a result, people were losing their minds along with their balance— I saw a transvestite in spiky Rodarte stillettos fall to the ground while chasing Jacobs for a photo. But here’s the impressive part: Jacobs’ product and parties transcend the hype. Not to state the obvious but, in the age of reality stars on magazine covers, he has actual talent to warrant the attention. Who else would have come up with a Sprouse skateboard that comes with its own monogrammed carrying case? (Which can be yours for just under $9K.) “I don’t skateboard,” Eva Amurri told me at the store. “But if someone gave me that I would be willing to learn.” The party, too, was much more than another cocktail affair. It was part rave (courtesy of the black lighting), part product pusher (people were actually buying stuff), and part memorial. Said LVMH CEO Yves Carcelle of Joanne Sprouse, (pictured here with Jacobs) the late designer’s mother, who attended all three events: “She is on a cloud tonight. It’s like, for one night, her son has come back to life.”

Photo: Billy Farrell/Patrick McMullan