You Sent It: The Apple of Karl’s Eye

Just to reiterate: I’m at work surfing the Internet,* and stopped dead in my tracks (ask my Internet server) when I came across the news of the century!

Let me just say that I’m amazed that my heart is still beating because I lost my breathe on several occasions writing this shiznit.

Mista “God’s Gift To The Fashion Industry”** himself, Karl Lagerfeld was asked by Harpar Baazaar which person is his fantasy.

Fresh, you wouldn’t guess in a million years, with a million Marys, his creme of the crop! Naomi Campbell? Fierce — but not so much. Grace Jones? Bad — but not as in “good.” Ne-Yo? Please, so play’d out [that was his muse last year].

It’s Weezy!

That’s right! Mr. Please Say The Baby has the tastemaker of Chanel sweatin’ his swagger–extra hard. Peep*** Lagerfeld trying to get his Weezy on by any means necessary!

*Read: I hate my job.
**Read: Not you Andre Leon Tally
***You’ve been warned: I suffered blindness as soon as my eyes focused on the image.

- – Carla