Or Lola Karl, where I’m from.
Do you remember that scene from Disney’s Beauty and the Beast where the Beast shows Belle the library in his castle? That high-ceilinged library with the bookshelves covering every wall from floor to ceiling, and even balconies and ladders for you to reach the higher shelves? The first time I saw that as a little girl, I was in awe. I wanted a library like that for myself, too.
But I’m an adult now, so I can’t really have 2D cartoons from the nineties as a peg for me hopes and dreams. So, I’ve found my modern-day, floor-to-ceiling-with-balconies-too library in the Paris studio of Karl Lagerfeld, naturellement:
Did your jaw drop? I know mine did. But after the initial shock has worn off, my mind started to buzz with questions:
- Has Karl actually read all of those books? If yes, where in the world does he find the time do that?
- How are the books arranged? By topic? By author? How in the world do you find anything?
- Does he have a personal librarian (if there’s anyone in the world who would have a librarian on his payroll, it would be Lola Karl)? If no, can I apply for the position?
- What made him of think of storing the books horizontally?
- Those couches look like heaven to veg out and read in, but does Karl even veg out? Can you imagine him lying in one of those couches in his sweats and just curled up and reading? Does he even own sweats? (no and probably no, by the way)
- Is Karl in the market for a personal librarian/shelve arranger/book duster? Again, I’d like to
applyvolunteer for the position. I will gladly accept payment in the form of Chanel.
But seriously, it must be wonderful to be surrounded by all that. As if it wasn’t already wonderful enough to be Karl Lagerfeld.