I really tried to convince myself this wasn’t true. I thought that if I’d close my eyes, snap my fingers three times, take three steps back (and so on), it’ll all prove to be a cauchemardesque tale.
It seems to me more the Kaiser closes up on his Twilight (I actually wish him to last throughout the years, fashion will never be the same without him!) his style shades up, washes down and twists on itself with an alarming creepiness factor!
That’s why I got goose bumps when I saw that ethereal paper-bridal, razor inhibitor Haute Couture collection he made for Spring 2009. Now I’m looking at this new Chanel Mattress bag and can’t think of anything else but a sinister movie I saw last year (The Orphanage).
Save the best (irony) for last: the elephant is not included! How very sadistic! How very Lagerfeld! (via)