It’s fun, no?

August 26, 2008 07:16:36 Posted at August 26, 2008 07:16:36
Lainey Posted by Lainey

A new interview with the incomparable Karl Lagerfeld. I would give up Michael Phelps for 24 hours in the presence of Karl Lagerfeld. No doubt.

It’s a long read, click here for the article, but if you stick through it, you will be rewarded with nuggets like these:

“They sent a private jet. I said, ‘It’s too small. I need a bigger plane.’ It’s fun, no?”

“I buy my shoes a size too small. I like the way it feels.”

“I have no problem with journalists – many are friends. Only if they are really stupid, or if they’ve got bad breath, or if they smell. Yesterday [after the Chanel couture show] I had a problem. I said, ‘I’m sorry, you’ve got to tell this woman that she needs to be taken away. Her smell is not possible.’ ”

Her smell is not possible. I can hear him saying it. Rushing through the hard “p” and hissing through the “s’s”. Perhaps the greatest sentence ever uttered.

And now try to picture this:

"I don’t need meetings. I’m only interested in my own opinion anyway. If I have a project, like this,” he says, pointing to an advertising campaign he recently shot for Dom Pérignon, “you like, or you don’t like. There is no second opinion. If you’re not 100% sure about what I want to do, you ask someone else.. . . When Annie Leibovitz photographed me for Vanity Fair . . . I didn’t know her very well then, and she said, ‘I have to spend three days with you to see what’s behind.’ And I said, ‘Annie, you’re wasting your time. Look at what you see.’ ” He casts his hand theatrically over his face. “There is nothing else.”

There is no one else. There is only Karl.

Source ONTD

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