''Baptiste Giabiconi is like Karl Lagerfeld’s pet;he shows up when he’s needed, he poses in Pirelli calendars and walks Chanel runways, and he looks great next to Blake Lively. But he does not look so great when rendered in chocolate and stroked by Lagerfeld’s gloved hand. Between the tight underwear, the white lace pillow, and the seductive way in which he’s holding that ice cream bar (this is part of Magnum’s epic and awkward push toward US ice cream supremacy) we’re not sure where to look, mostly because we don’t want to look. So instead we’ll focus on the headboard which is also made out of chocolate. The whole hotel room is, in fact, made of chocolate, including the bookshelf on the left and the picture frame on the wall.'' http://www.elle.com
I have to say, in fashion the heights people go in order to keep their jobs...unbelievable! Well, I'd be perfectly fine with doing Pirelli calendars, only legends go there, Chanel runways...given! Looking like Blake, I don't know too much about that one and being made into a human Choccy-bear. No! I refuse, but then I guess I'm only saying that because I'm not inside Baptiste's shoes. People like Karl are massive and being fired by such would only land you straight to Lucifer's layer. You have to give in to being people's trophies, they go around showing you off. Dress you up like a little bleach-blonde Barbie® doll. Oh well at the end of it all if you have a massive appartment and a merc...you'll live Baptiste!
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