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It’s been a day.

Am still sick, dog tired, but a little Karl to bring things to a close makes everything worthwhile.

This is Karl the other day in St Tropez. It’s summertime. And he’s wearing long sleeves and those leather gloves. Apparently Karl has not only successful controlled his appetite, he also has blocked his sweat glands.

Sweating is not chic.

Not sure why Karl is there, perhaps he’s allowed himself a “holiday”, but you know Karl – an artist never takes time off.

Art does not rest!

And so goes Karl, surrounded by youth and beauty, freshfaced hopefuls hanging on his every word, turning the marina into his own personal runway, while he ruminates out loud on who was or wasn’t in Paris, constantly updating his mental list of Hates.

I feel so much better.


Photos from Wenn.com

Karl Lagerfeld in St Tropez surrounded by young hotness

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