The Lagerfeld fashion empire blends craft and swank
He does play the part. At times, in fact, he flirts with overplaying it, right up to the tortoise-shell handle of his antique fan.
That fan. And the ponytail. And those sunglasses that sit on his nose like the windshield of a small Italian sports car. And that walk: precarious, tippy-toed, tilted so far toward the ground that his knees seem almost like the brass casters underneath an antique armchair. Calvin Klein may be the image of a pumped-up nature boy, Yves Saint Laurent of a tropical...
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