Just last week, I was asking Rachel what Choupette has been up to lately. It’s been months since we’ve seen pictures of Karl Lagerfeld’s pampered kitten — last time was when she modeled in a 10-page editorial for V magazine with Laetitia Casta. But today the Internet Celebrity Cat Gods have sent us a macaron from heaven with a new short film for Chanel by Lagerfeld himself. Choupette herself doesn’t deign to make an appearance; I’ll let you watch and see for yourself how she appears. [Fashionista]
There are two main versions of my name story. The first is the one I like telling, which is that I was named after my grandmother’s best friend, Charlotte. It doesn’t make any sense, I know. But it’s better — although I suspect less accurate — than the second version, which is that my mother was reading a magazine while sitting on the toilet (apparently this was an important detail), and came across an ad for Chanel perfume. Hence, a difficultly-named troublemaker was born.
I hate my name. Okay, that’s not fair. I have a complicated relationship with my name. For a long time, I just wanted to be named Jen, or Rebecca, or anything but Chanel. (I’m an only child, so there’s no one to compare names with, no sibling with an equally complicated name.) Teachers went into a full-on, sweaty panic when they saw my full name, and kids seized upon me with gleeful cruelty, creating every permutation you can think of and referring to me as such. Recently, when I was signing into the apartment building where I was cat sitting, the doorman informed me that my name was “not spelled that way.” Keep reading »
“They let me do anything I want.”
― Is it any surprise that, while most other designers are subject to concerns of budgeting and other logical limitations, the House of Chanel (owned by the Wertheimer brothers) stops the inimitable Karl Lagerfeld at nothing? Suddenly, the spectacular runway shows ― the life-size plane in the Grand Palais, the 265-ton imported glacier, last week’s event in a roofless Scottish palace at the height of winter ― make that much more sense. [Fashionista]
Color us weirdos, but we just love some Karl Lagerfeld. The head designer of Chanel is an inveterate freak, with his strangle-y leather gloves, diet of Diet Coke and cigarettes, and propensity for wearing sunglasses indoors (always).
Karl always sticks out in a crowd — or does he? See if you can spot Herr Lagerfeld in these cheeky Where’s Waldo?-themed photo puzzles.
It is fairly common knowledge that getting older directly corresponds with getting weirder. Karl Lagerfeld was pretty fucking weird to begin with, but now, at 79, I think it’s safe to say that the longtime Chanel designer is the weirdest. The Kaiser may not consider himself a “political person,” but he did take some interest in this year’s presidential election (didn’t everyone?), even awaking early the following day in anticipation of the results. “Inspired” by the subject of President Obama, Karl celebrated the Democratic win in the way he knows best: by illustrating the POTUS in chef whites (using Shu Uemura makeup, because duh) bearing a cake in the shape of the White House. The handwritten caption reads, in German: “The Biggest Chef in the World: 10 X 5 Stars.” I’m sure there must be something to this metaphor, but it is 100 percent lost on me. [WWD via The Gloss]
It’s kind of crazy that Dakota Fanning is only 18; the girl has been around forever. The Fannings obviously don’t waste any time getting into the biz, but what I like about Dakota and her sister, Elle, is that they both seem incredibly smart and well-adjusted for the amount of fame they’ve experienced at such young ages. I definitely don’t foresee any Lohan-ing in either of their futures. (And yes, they’re both fashion wunderkinds who are lucky enough to be outfitted by some of the most revered designers out there.)
It’s a rare 18-year-old who can wear Chanel and look at once totally arresting and also completely age-appropriate, but I guess if anyone’s going to be able to pull it off, it’s Dakota. InStyle UK’s December issue features the actress as its cover star in, oh, just the most gorgeous Chanel frock ever plucked right from the Resort 2013 collection, with elaborate tonal embroidery and touches of pink, purple, and blue. This further reinforces my conviction that international versions of fashion mags get way better covers than we do. I’m just sayin’. More pics (one featuring the prettiest pair of cat ears for humans you’ll ever see), after the jump! [Celebitchy via InStyle UK]
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