Democratising fashion huh? We hope that’s not a metaphor for stripping anything vaguely luxurious out of a garment until it’s undeniably pedestrian. So far our favourite octogenarian Unkle Karl Lagerfeld has aligned himself with Dottling safes, motorboats, Coke, Geza Schon fragrances, Magnum and Barbie amongst others. This time he’s collaborating with Macy’s for what looks set to be a truly humdrum collection. I’m sure Macy’s are quite capable of producing plenty of crap all on their own without Karl adding to the pile.

What is that noise, is it just our stomachs churning?  No not just that, it’s the sound of Coco spinning in her grave. It is time something is done. An intervention needs to be held. Because everyone sees it but him, the addiction that is: the eyes which are all lit up like a klepto in the throes of their first car boot-sale; Karl just can’t stop.

Sure, other designers have had all sorts of heinous collaborations, but anyone who has had to accompany Mr Lagerfeld past a vending machine will tell you they wince and pray some product doesn’t catch his eye... Because once it does, that’s it. He has to get his hands on it, and from their things rush with a dizzying speed until some months later, it has his name on it. It’s all awfully patronising and what began as lolz is becoming too too snore-making. Maybe if we’re lucky he’ll do a collaboration with...hmmm...Chanel?

Posted on July 27, 2011 at 3:42:18 by Shola Von Reynolds