Karl Lagerfeld would stage a fashion show around an iceberg. And not just any old iceberg. One specifically transported from Scandinavia. Completed with a smattering of fur-clad models splashing through the melt.
Check out his Fall/Winter 2010 show at Paris Fashion Week for yourself:
Lagerfeld’s concept: What would Coco look like all bundled up?
Well, take your pick. There was enough fur to clothe the entire cast of ewoks from “Return of the Jedi.” And then some. But these are the chicest woodland creatures I’ve ever seen.
Though peppered with Chanel’s classic knitwear and tweedy stamp of identity, with 78 furry looks, the collection almost erred away from Ready-to-Wear and into couture territory with it’s heavy dose of conceptualism and artistry. There were fur boots, fur cuffs, fur coats, and fur pants. Fur was even woven into the classic tweedy suit.
But then there’s the kicker: It was all faux. And who would have thought? With Lagerfeld’s famously lavish taste, I supposed he’d find such substitutes far too commonplace and “cheap”. However I guess that aging eccentric is always out for a surprise.
In an recent Q&A with Vice magazine, Lagerfeld explained his views on fur:
It is farmers who are nice to the cows and the pigs and then kill them [that are] even more hypocritical than hunters. At least the hunters don’t flatter the animals. I remember when they killed the pigs when I was a child. I still hear the noise in my ears. I have to eat meat once a week because my doctor wants me to, but I prefer fish. I don’t like that people butcher animals, but I don’t like them to butcher humans either, which is apparently very popular in the world.
As for furs as a luxury item, like those in his collection (whose prices are rarely spoken aloud,) he said:
If you cannot afford it, just forget about it. Don’t use it as an investment piece to show people how rich you are. Use it like a cheap knitted thing. It’s like a big stone. Lucky you that you can have a big stone, but if it troubles you financially to have the stone, don’t have the stone.
And I suppose, however elitist or pretentious that opinion may be, Lagerfeld is quite right. A pair of all-fur Chewbacca-esque pants are hardly an investment piece to serve you through the next decade– but isn’t it simply wonderful that they do exist for that daring segment of elite who can wear them as simply what they are: an outrageous and somewhat hilarious fashion statement.