Kaiser lion

Saturday, October 5, 2019


Karl Lagerfeld amassed a fortune of between 500 and 1000 million dollars in his 50 years of career. Other data:

- He was not married.
- He had no children.
- He never smoked.
- No drugs.
- He wanted to be a vegetarian but his doctor advised him to eat meat once a week.
- He had Asperger syndrome.
- He was very educated and devoured books.


Nothing really surprising so far (except his fortune) but I'm going to focus on 3 facts that do attract my attention:

- He said that he didn't sleep with the people he really loved because he didn't want want to spoil something eternal like love, with something temporary like sex and that's why enjoyed luxury prostitution.

- He considered himself anti-bourgeois but had a private plane and several luxury houses. Even so, he said that he practiced what we could call "lightness", which means that the most important thing is to avoid excesses and free yourself from excessive weight, either in the body or in the brain.

- He did not dress with fur for personal ethics, however, he used them in his creations for high fashion firms. He said: "Fake is not chis but fake fur is". He even created an entire Chanel collection with synthetic fur. But unfortunately, unlike other fashion greats, Lagerfeld continued to employ and defend the use of furs in fashion.

These last 3 data lead me to the conclusion that Mr. Lagerfeld was a living paradox and that this is most likely an indispensable condition among geniuses. Surely if sanity and madness do not coexist there is no creative explosion. Why not two opposite things can coexist? Paradoxes make the world a more exiting place.

Karl Lagerfeld and his lover, model Baptiste Giabiconi

However, the most remarkable fact about Lagerfeld has little paradox and a lot of incomprehensible and useless eccentricism. It turns out that once, his lover asked him to take care of his 3-month-old kitten for a few days but after this time, when he returned for her, Lagerfeld refused to give her back. She called her Choupette, hired two nannies to take care of her 24/7, a bodyguard, a cook and of course the best veterinarian in Paris was always at their disposal. He once said in an interview to CNN: "There is still no marriage between human beings and animals ... but I never thought I would fall in love with a cat like that." He could not marry her but named her creative director of Chanel and put a private plane under her name.


Karl Lagerfeld and his greater love, Choupette

Quickly the cat had her own Instagram account, she was the cover of Vogue on a couple of occasions and generated succulent revenue from advertising contracts. The cat alone made enough money to feed three zoos. Still, Lagerfeld made sure in life that the kitten could always well attended, even after his death and for that reason, he bought a house to one of the feline's babysitters, Françoise, to live with her there in case of his death.


Some of Choupette´s last posts on Instagram.

The surprise came when we came to know that Choupette would become the main heiress of the designer's fortune.

How? why? For what?

It's difficult to believe that someone with intelligence, sensitivity and apparent love for animals does not donate his fortune to a larger social purpose, a greater humanitarian, animalistic or planetary cause. We still have to know who or what will inherit the cat's billions when she passes away. Until then, what if we give him a vote of confidence?

Since the German designer died on February 19, nothing had been heard from the kitten again. In her old Instagram account, the # Where'sChoupette movement emerged due to the long period of absence that had baffled her 286,000 followers and finally, last week, nanny Françoise surprised everyone by opening a new official profile for Choupette, Choupetteofficiel, justifying the absence of the heiress for being in mourning.

Karl Lagerfeld, German, creative, Asperger, sensitive ... the fashion Kaiser had everything necessary to impress the world for better or worse and from here, I pay my little tribute to the designer, but especially to the cat who woke up his latent love, that one so authentic and intense that it changes the color of everything that surrounds you, that one that makes you commit madnesses and makes you half blind or half idiot, without offense. I felt something similar within a few minutes of meeting my cat Mia. Today I don't even want to imagine a life without her.

Long live Mia! Long live Choupette! Long live four-legged friends!




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