Crash and Burn
Just when I thought Karl Lagerfeld was incapable of disappointment, he puts yet another damned helmet on the runway. (And covered in roadkill, to boot!) Karl, my dear, if you're going to go that route, take a few pointers from Sorenbach. Better yet, if they're not Emilio Pucci hostess helmets, just give it a rest. (Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against helmets. It's just that I'm aching to see something on the runway that doesn't require a Vespa and a pair of riding gloves to complete the look.)
Just when I thought Karl Lagerfeld was incapable of disappointment, he puts yet another damned helmet on the runway. (And covered in roadkill, to boot!) Karl, my dear, if you're going to go that route, take a few pointers from Sorenbach. Better yet, if they're not Emilio Pucci hostess helmets, just give it a rest. (Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against helmets. It's just that I'm aching to see something on the runway that doesn't require a Vespa and a pair of riding gloves to complete the look.)
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