tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508192047064867002.post5640863539072665163..comments2023-10-31T07:28:22.895-07:00Comments on Karl Lagerfeld's Guide to Life: Wanted, Wanted, A Pencil in a DazeKarl Lagerfeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17528711440223316649noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508192047064867002.post-40434228724487804842010-08-11T05:05:34.912-07:002010-08-11T05:05:34.912-07:00Father, forgive him, for he knows not what he is d...Father, forgive him, for he knows not what he is doing.faceculturehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01847420679180945792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508192047064867002.post-42543928865079363572010-08-10T09:22:13.890-07:002010-08-10T09:22:13.890-07:00Uncle Karl,
I, too, have suffered the loss of many...Uncle Karl,<br />I, too, have suffered the loss of many a dear pencil. Some, like yours, have run away, and others yet were found ground down to stubs (it was a fetish here for a while, tiny pencils are like accessory childrens). But I have switched to mechanical pencils, and now they are all undyingly, robotically loyal to me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508192047064867002.post-20805974349668099212010-08-10T02:54:16.683-07:002010-08-10T02:54:16.683-07:00Ahahahahahhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! So Sorry, What Is ...Ahahahahahhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! So Sorry, What Is The World Coming To?<br />StyleNonsense.blogspot.comStyleNonsensehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02688950227054447582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508192047064867002.post-77269181463301191022010-08-09T23:28:06.447-07:002010-08-09T23:28:06.447-07:00Dearest K,
My thoughts of our Oompa Loompa massa...Dearest K,<br /> <br />My thoughts of our Oompa Loompa massacres brought a tear to my metallic embellishments. you know this is not personal. You have always been the one pushing me to the side of your pocket, away from your heart. Do you remember when you snapped three pencils in front of me, to show me what would happen if I didn't perform? Do you remember the week I spent in the bottom of a Vuitton bag in punishment for a less than perfect collection?<br /> <br />You threatened to leave me after you lost all your weight. You told me you were now fit enough to carry around a million of me, that you didn't need me anymore. I put up with a lot from you, K. I stuck with you through fat and thin - it... it almost hurts that you wish me to be ground down to a stub. <br /> <br />It was you who left me at the Four Seasons after cola with Anna. I waited for hours for you. Then, Vivienne found me. I was a mess, I tell you. I had rolled under a table and I was covered with dust and stray hairs. I was almost down the drain before I caught her eye. <br /><br />Anyway, I'm over that now. Vivienne, she just cares for me. She wraps me in her hair when she's not using me. I can get lost in there for hours. She chews on me when she's thinking - she even writes letters with me, <i>letters</i>. When was the last time you wrote a letter, K?<br /> <br />It is early here, I can hear Vivienne calling. She must have woken up. <br /><br />Salut K,<br /><br /><i>Le Crayon</i>The Pencilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05885428825000092376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508192047064867002.post-25867898307093047702010-08-09T23:24:46.692-07:002010-08-09T23:24:46.692-07:00Aaahhh, pencil. You know what they say about a pen...Aaahhh, pencil. You know what they say about a pencil is one heck of a more powerful weapon than a sword! Just bought a couple of sketch books and just can't start to continue what's left from the last one.HAIKALcium Lowfathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09862098279971763696noreply@blogger.com