I happen to think kuh-razy Karl Lagerfeld is the tops, most especially in a mankini, but for those who don’t find his mercurial behavior quite as charming, here’s something that’s basically impossible not to get all mushy about: this morning, Karl (or his publicist) tweeted this photo of his adorable kitten, Choupette, playing on an iPad. Predictably, it is to die for. [Fashionista]
“I don’t think Adele would deny that she was fat. And I bet she doesn’t. Karl Lagerfeld used to be fat himself, so you gotta think about that. He’s obviously not proud of that fact. I also think that people give him way too much power! He’s just an eccentric designer who makes amazing art but doesn’t always say the coolest shit. …
I doubt, and I hope, and I’m pretty confident, that [Adele] does not think about Karl Lagerfeld, ever. I bet that is the last thing on her mind at night. She’s falling asleep on her 85 Grammys and however many millions of albums she’s sold and however many millions of dollars that she has, and is just probably thinking, like, ‘You know what – all right!’”
– Leave it to Beth Ditto from The Gossip to be the voice of reason on Karl Lagerfeld, aka Uncle Karl, aka that old dude who designs for Chanel and seems to get away with saying all kinds of horrible things like calling Adele “a little too fat” and fashion groupies French-kiss his arse anyway. I co-sign everything she said. [London Evening Standard via Fashionista]
Today in Karl Lagerfeld Is Really Weird: the silver-gloved fashion kaiser was recently appointed the new landscape planner of Monte-Carlo’s sumptuously swanky Hôtel Métropole, which means he’ll be redesigning the entirety of the hotel’s exterior, including the pool, terrace, gardens, and a brand new restaurant by the Chef of the Century himself, Joël Robuchon. What will Karl be doing with this carte blanche? Oh, just what any sane person would do given the opportunity: decorate the whole thing with photographic frescoes of Baptiste Giabiconi, his male model muse, reimagined as some kind of Greek god. Um, yeah. The results are every bit as bizarre and amazing as you would think, and if you’re familiar with Karl’s previous forays, then you’ll recall last year’s carved chocolate sculpture of the one-time Katy Perry arm candy in his tighty-whities. From the mouth of the Kaiser himself, the world’s highest paid male model is “good with clothes and great with no clothes.” Okay! [Telegraph]
Karl Lagerfeld never struck me as the type of guy who would cheerfully don a mankini, but I was so wrong. A new biography of Antonio Lopez, famed fashion illustrator and friend of Lagerfeld who died of AIDS in 1987, features photos of such ’70s icons as Halston and Liza Minnelli — even a young Bill Cunningham. The Kaiser ran “a sort of salon for models and fashion personalities” at the time with Lopez as his partner in crime. He was also a bodybuilder. Take a moment to let that sink in real good… then check out the photos after the jump. [Fashionista] Keep reading »
I’m just going to put it out there: Lindsay Lohan is no Elizabeth Taylor, and I, among others, find myself vaguely and inexplicably offended by Lifetime’s decision to cast her as such. It pains me to see anyone fanning the flames of the formerly great young actress’s delusions of grandeur, and being tapped to play such an icon is certain to balloon her already bloated ego. To be honest, though, what’s a cheesy Lifetime movie in the grand scheme of things, and really, I wouldn’t be surprised if it never even makes it to TV — Lindsay is notoriously shifty, with a penchant for lateness and unacceptable on-set behavior. She’s also played the part before, in a way, in a 2006 cover and editorial for Interview magazine shot by Karl Lagerfeld. That was a considerable amount of time ago, before the disastrous yellowing teeth and gratuitous face-altering, but if the photos serve as any evidence, Lohan is decidedly unfit for the role: she’s too angsty, too smoldering, too dark to suit the pensive, wide-eyed, almost-innocence that was Liz. Check out another photo after the jump, and tell me — are you buying Lindsay’s impression? Would you even be interested in seeing the Lifetime flick? Keep reading »
I get such a kick out of Karl. After casually poking fun at, like, everyone who isn’t Karl Lagerfeld last week, the kaiser is back and biting with a first-person Harper’s Bazaar feature that documents his life in 24 hours. If you’re sensitive to the shameless bourgeois, skip it, because I swear to god this article reads like a Bret Easton Ellis novel… and hilariously, awesomely so. However alienating he may be, Karl and I do have one thing in common: we refer to our cats as being “very refined.” After the jump, check out some of my favorite quotes from the feature. [Harper's Bazaar] Keep reading »
If the three bedroom, 3.5 bathroom NYC apartment (in the Gramercy Park neighborhood in Manhattan) Karl Lagerfeld has put on the market for $5.2 million looks completely uninhabited, well, that’s because it is. The German couturier never actually moved in to — and most likely never even spent a night in — the stunning airy abode he paid $6.575 million for six years ago, and there’s no sign of the apartment having been anything more than one very beautiful and exquisitely pristine model home. Both the location, which overlooks the park, and the space are ideal: the building’s address, 50 Gramercy Park North, is a division of the Gramercy Park Hotel… as in, the staff of the hotel is also by extension the staff of your home. Two words come to mind: room service. Not for the Kaiser, of course, and definitely not in this virginal crib. What’s the point in having a magnificent apartment if you can’t eat in bed? None, I say. And, um, what’s good with the creepy headless statue? [Curbed NY]
I can always count on Karl Lagerfeld to reassert just how much different his life is from the lives of us mere plebes. Rumors swirled this week after he suggested via Twitter that “we would see him like we’d never seen him before,” and yesterday morning WWD came out with the details: the April issue of Elle France, which debuts tomorrow, features an 8-page editorial depicting the famed couturier in various … pedestrian circumstances. It does so with Lagerfeld’s trademark condescension, a wink that says, “Of course I would never actually do this.” The joke’s on us, then, because this glimpse of a different Karl comes on the heels of the recent launch of his new line, an eponymous lower-priced venture. I guess he’s trying to work on his mass appeal. [Fashionista]
Chanel is one of the biggest trendsetters season after season. After all, we’re talking about the brand that made temporary tattoos chic. Global creative director of beauty Peter Philips is inarguably a makeup mastermind and his bedazzled eyebrows are nothing if not striking, but I pray that this latest venture will not be the next one to make its way off the runway and out into the streets. High fashion is high fashion for a reason. This is the reason.
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