His tweets run the gamut from locational status updates (“After the couture, I am spending a quiet weekend in my all-glass apartment, floating over the river on Quai Voltaire.”) to idle musings (“My dream? Transparent fur. The hair on plastic and not on leather.”) to astute observations that double as fashion advice (“Florals are for middle-aged women with weight problems.”) to earth-shattering revelations (“Believe it or not, I love rap.”).
Color us hooked. And hey! You, too, can become a follower of Karl_Lagerfeld.
Below, a few more of our recent favorites.
There is something unexciting about buying something exciting online. I like the physical contact with the goods.
Nothing scares me more than people with some doll collection. As a child, I never played with anything like toys. I wanted to be a grown-up.
Throwing money out the window brings money back in through the front door.
On this day each year, I soak the previous year’s calendar in my mother’s favorite perfume and then set it ablaze. Here’s to a fresh start
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