For some reason, the French put Karl Lagerfeld in charge of the Paris edition of the Metro yesterday, giving the Chanel designer free reign to say whatever ridiculous thing he pleases. Herr Karl’s made such a habit of ridiculousness — claiming the best way to stay thin is by chain-smoking and downing Diet Coke and consomme (see The Karl Lagerfeld Diet for reference)– that nothing surprises us anymore. He just poops these kind of brazenly tacky comments out. Like his take on Lana del Rey and Adele. Just another day in the life of a strange O-ffend-O Bot. [Styleite]
I await each Chanel show with bated breath, thrilled at the prospect of Karl Lagerfeld’s latest blowout. Need you be reminded, he notoriously flew a 265-ton glacier imported from Sweden to the venue of his Autumn/Winter 2010 show. For the Spring/Summer show that preceded it, he turned the runway into a massive barn, replete with actual hay. But just how lavish is Chanel, exactly? Let’s put it this way: lavish enough to host Tuesday’s S/S 2012 couture show on a life-size plane situated in the Grand Palais. Keep reading »
Karl Lagerfeld isn’t exactly warm, fuzzy and cuddly , but dang, his new kitten is! Herr Karl adopted a new kitty, named Choupette (a French term of endearment), which is also what Herbie the Love Bug was nicknamed in those “Herbie” movies. The idea of Karl having a sweet little kitten seems quite at odds with his cold German exterior and creepy leather gloves, but I suppose even Chanel designers need love too. [Styleite]
“I love DSK [the former head of the IMF who was accused of sexually assaulting a New York City hotel maid]. I love his wife. They are great people and when they came back to Paris I sent them flowers. But you know, for people in politics, it’s very embarrassing. On the left they had hoped he wouldn’t come back, because I think other people want his job. And on the other side … but even in America, Clinton survived his blowjob.
Style: But there was not a lot of doubt that [Bill Clinton's affair] was consensual.
They all do it in the political world. They get horny from politics, from power. And he had unbelievable charms. He is really charming. He’s fun, he’s great. He’s a sweet guy—as long as you’re not a woman. That’s the problem.”
— Oh, Karl Lagerfeld. I know I’m supposed to revere you because you’re a kooky old genius, but sometimes you are just a bonehead. It is true that prosecutors decided to drop all criminal charges against Dominique Strauss-Kahn because the hotel maid was found to be not credible after she was caught lying about some items on her immigration paperwork. But prosecutors never said DSK didn’t do it — they only said that the case was not worth pursuing because the hotel maid had the public perception of being a liar. Big difference. I don’t claim to know exactly what went on in that hotel room. But DSK is still being sued in a civil lawsuit by the hotel maid and for Lagerfeld to characterize that entire incident as “embarrassing,” and describe DSK as “sweet … as long as you are not a woman,” is gross. This boys-will-be-boys attitude is completely unacceptable, even for kooky geniuses. [Styleite.com] Keep reading »
“Yes, no one can say that you don’t take care of them. You’re also lucky because they are very beautiful. It would have been difficult to have an ugly daughter.”
–Chanel designer Karl Lagerfeld, speaking to former French Vogue editor Carine Roitfeld, on the wonders of rearing children. Oh, Karl, if you had an ugly child, you could just put them on the patented Karl Lagerfeld Diet–a steady stream of consomme, Diet Coke and cigarettes. Let’s hope this never happens. [Dlisted] Keep reading »
Back before Karl Lagerfeld was all leather and cigarettes and Diet Coke, he was a demure designer in a single-breasted coat. Seen here (far left) with a few models and fellow designer Yves St. Laurent, one could hardly imagine what would come. Keep reading »
Karl Lagerfeld worships his muse/companion/cabana boy, Baptiste Giabiconi, so much that he made a likeness of him … out of chocolate. The edible man sculpture debuted in Paris as part of the marketing campaign for Magnum ice cream. Is that an ice cream bar in your tighty-whities or are you just happy to see me, Baptiste? I, too, believe I deserve a chocolate boy toy. Looks good, tastes good, doesn’t talk back. Does it really get any sweeter than that? [Gawker] Keep reading »