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Karl Lagerfeld Apologizes without Actually Apologizing to Adele for “Too Fat” Comment


Infallible and all-knowing as he may be, Karl Lagerfeld is willing to admit when he’s wrong…just as long as he doesn’t have to admit he’s wrong.

Karl Lagerfeld Apologizes without Actually Apologizing to Adele for Too Fat Comment

During his stint as global editor for Metro Paris on Monday, the Kaiser did what the Kaiser does best: not give a fuck. In a tirade on pop culture phenom person Lana del Rey, Lagerfeld happened to drop this tidbit: “The thing at the moment is Adele. She is a little too fat, but she has a beautiful face and a divine voice.” And the backlash was akin to…well, Lana del Rey.

But Uncle Karl didn’t mean it like that. Employing the age-old PR trick of claiming his comments were “taken out of context,” Herr Lagerferld apologized…”apologized”:

“I’d like to say to Adele that ‘I am your biggest admirer. Sometimes when you take a sentence out of the article it changes the meaning of the thought. What I said was in relation to Lana Del Rey and the sentence has since been taken out of context from how it was originally published. I actually prefer Adele, she is my favourite singer and I am a great admirer of her. I lost over 30 kilos over 10 years ago and have kept it off. I know how it feels when the press is mean to you with regards to your appearance. Adele is a beautiful girl. She is the best. And I can’t wait for her next CD.”

Even taken out of context, he’s still calling Adele “too fat” — but let’s not get into it. The point is — this the closest thing anyone will ever get to an apology from Karl Lagerfeld. Bringing up his past as a big girl himself? And then offering a plug for her nonexistent third album? It’s like Dracula walking in the daytime…without his glasses on to boot. Who knew that under that ponytail beats a heart (occasionally) of pure love and acceptance? [Vogue UK]

 

Written by Lester Brathwaite

I was center square from 1969 to 1978, during which I perfected the art of the zing as well as a crippling cocaine addiction. Bea Arthur was responsible for both. @LesFabian lester dot brathwaite at gmail