Why is there so many of them, hmm? They're everywhere! They go to the fashion packs, and take a picture. There's hundreds crawling around Paris. I think they're a new sort of species; the take photos of unimportant people who dress badly-tons. (Obviously, I am not so unimportant.)
They just come up to you and go BANG and run away, run away into their little photographer hovels.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
?!?!?
WHO THE HELL DESIGNED THE YSL COLLECTION THIS SEASON.
FIRE THEM.
I DON'T CARE WHO OWNS YSL NOW, I'M FREAKIN' YVES SAINT LAURENT AND I'M NOT DEAD...WELL ACTUALLY I AM...BUT..JUST FIRE THEM.
ANNA, I'LL HAVE ANOTHER.
FIRE THEM.
I DON'T CARE WHO OWNS YSL NOW, I'M FREAKIN' YVES SAINT LAURENT AND I'M NOT DEAD...WELL ACTUALLY I AM...BUT..JUST FIRE THEM.
ANNA, I'LL HAVE ANOTHER.
Spot the difference, hmm?
Givenchy actually made me vomit. Anna's still drunk.Does anyone notice the similarity of the bags in my Spring collection to the ones in the fakekarl shop? Merely advertising for the fakekarl shop, hmm? And a bit of a laugh...it's amazing how serious Paris is.
Have you seen the people who try and ignore the fact that Anna's stark raving drunk?
There she is, throwing glasses and such at them- and they just sit there in there chairs pretending she's sober. They're like dummies!
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Anna is belligerent.
Assistant's note: Anna is absolutely plastered right now. She hit the champagne bar at the Lagerfeld show very hard. I've tried to transcribe it exactly as it was said... Lord, I'm probably already fired. Anyone hiring?
Karl. Karl. Karl. Karl. KARL. KARRRRRLLLLL.
Wheeerrre iz he. I need him to... Karl hazzzztooo. Can't rememeberrrrr.
Bloodygossipgirl. They DONNKNOWMEEEEEEEEE. They willpayyyyyyyyyy....
GET MY FENDIIIICOATTTT NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.
YOU YOU..... GIRL YOU.
Findmekarl.
MOREBUBBBBBLLLLYYYYYYYYYYYY.
Where iz Beeeeee? Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Sounds like BEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
It's going to be a long night, I believe.
Karl Lagerfeld show
I spent the entire show observing this broach that some lady had. It was fascinating. I didn't even see the models go on, hmm? Well that is boring anyway. The collection's already designed! It's just a show for the carnival to see.
So I stalked the lady back to her hotel room. Then I realized that I had to go to some silly show with Anna and co, so I flew out of the hotel room and back to the cafe where Anna was.
Then we were accosted by some horrid person from "thefashionspot" (they actually say the name like that, with no spaces. Is their hardware broken?) who asked us the most dull questions.
"What was your main inspiration for this collection?", "What is your favourite brand of jam?"
(I made up an answer for the inspiration: "The NOW, hmm? My fear of being touched! Superheroes in drag disguised as housewives!)
(And for the 2nd question, I just starred at them. Then I said: "You know your website is the worst fashion-related website ever created? It is so boring, so dull.")
The "fashionspot" person turned out like that intern did and started to burble this and that about "trends" and "voice of a generation" and "Mahler". I think she went insane. She tried to touch me anyway so I slapped her and that was the end of that.
Really, have you ever read "fashionspot" articles? They're like Anna after a fridge-full of Vodka. Passed out. Dead to the world. Anyway; don't ever go to that horrid site. Of course, since you're chic (if you're chic) you'd never contemplate going near a "forum". Everyone knows the real dealing in Rome wasn't in the forums, it was behind the forums; in the little exclusive cafe with the bouncer named "Chuck" which I will admit is a weird name for a Roman but he wore his toga well.
So I stalked the lady back to her hotel room. Then I realized that I had to go to some silly show with Anna and co, so I flew out of the hotel room and back to the cafe where Anna was.
Then we were accosted by some horrid person from "thefashionspot" (they actually say the name like that, with no spaces. Is their hardware broken?) who asked us the most dull questions.
"What was your main inspiration for this collection?", "What is your favourite brand of jam?"
(I made up an answer for the inspiration: "The NOW, hmm? My fear of being touched! Superheroes in drag disguised as housewives!)
(And for the 2nd question, I just starred at them. Then I said: "You know your website is the worst fashion-related website ever created? It is so boring, so dull.")
The "fashionspot" person turned out like that intern did and started to burble this and that about "trends" and "voice of a generation" and "Mahler". I think she went insane. She tried to touch me anyway so I slapped her and that was the end of that.
Really, have you ever read "fashionspot" articles? They're like Anna after a fridge-full of Vodka. Passed out. Dead to the world. Anyway; don't ever go to that horrid site. Of course, since you're chic (if you're chic) you'd never contemplate going near a "forum". Everyone knows the real dealing in Rome wasn't in the forums, it was behind the forums; in the little exclusive cafe with the bouncer named "Chuck" which I will admit is a weird name for a Roman but he wore his toga well.
Balenciaga and Comme
Balenciaga was funny. Back to The Future, hmm? It made me hungry, and I do not like this.
And the models looked like they were wearing casts. Do they need casts to keep their thin little legs moving?
By the way they were dressed I thought they were off to a Comic Convention. But then I though "this is Paris Karl! No comics in Paris! They're BANNED during fashion week."
So...it was not a joke. It really was the Balenciaga show.
Rei showed today, too. Plastic rubbish bags and so on. Designer rubbish, of course. When's someone going to work out that Rei's actually playing a huge practical joke, hmm?
And the models looked like they were wearing casts. Do they need casts to keep their thin little legs moving?
By the way they were dressed I thought they were off to a Comic Convention. But then I though "this is Paris Karl! No comics in Paris! They're BANNED during fashion week."
So...it was not a joke. It really was the Balenciaga show.
Rei showed today, too. Plastic rubbish bags and so on. Designer rubbish, of course. When's someone going to work out that Rei's actually playing a huge practical joke, hmm?
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