the kaiser of kool

late mother’s day brunch on Sunday (5/8) my party of 6 and I were at zoë on prince street waiting for our table to be set. who should saunter by in his high-collared shirt, perfectly distressed jeans, oodles of chrome hearts pendants and dark sunglasses but KARL LAGERFELD himself? he was with a posse that included Stephen Gan and some other hot, well-dressed people. of course we had to ask our waiter what mr. lagerfeld was eating. “nothing, basically,” our waiter said, rolling his eyes. “he only eats onions, mushrooms and fish,” we were informed. “oh, and pineapple. he can eat a whole pineapple.” it was thrilling just to be seated near the legend. as he was leaving, we beamed at him and he grimaced back. joy!




(as you may remember, some of us were karl for halloween...)