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Oh, you know, just another day in the life of Karl Lagerfeld. Strolling down the street with Lara Stone and Baptiste Gianconi… on a motorcycle… in head to toe Chanel. We are still awaiting the fateful day when we run into this trio prancing down the street. Marisa did once brush past K.L. on the stairs inside Colette in Paris last fall and her heart literally stopped beating; it was a moment of total American weakness in which all the posh Parisienne costumers scoffed at her loud gasp and went on their merry way as though there wasn’t a legend in their midst. Oh Karl, how you give us butterflies.
