When Robert Mallet-Stevens insisted his architectural archive be destroyed on his death, much of his reputation vanished with it.
Daphnée Denis pays a visit to the eponymous Parisian cul-de-sac where his legacy lives on.
Nestled in the 16th arrondissement of Paris, in an area known as the Village d’Auteuil near the city’s western edge, rue Mallet-Stevens feels resolutely un-Parisian. Far from the French capital’s traditional Haussmannian style, the modernist cul-de-sac, named after its architect, Robert Mallet-Stevens, once had critic Jean Gallotti ponder whether he may have been visiting another country. “The other day, in this lovely area of Auteuil, I thought I was transported to Morocco, in the new capital, where the chalk cubes of administrative palaces shine among pepper ...