We’re just spectators to Karl’s world. Simply observing and occasionally having our hair raised up, up in the sky by the endless wisdom of any Kaiser-ish saying he’s so graciously spilling on us whenever he gets the chance.
You should also be a passive witness of Karl Lagerfeld’s Journey through Paris (Paris is so a la mode lately!), a surprisingly normal journey with a unexpected destination (all by Alexsandro Palombo).
Is this it the answer we’ve been suspecting all along? Honestly, who can do so many fash-things and get away with it being completely normal? Karl must definitely be an alien! (via)