Baptiste, Number 1 Male Model

Made it to the Chanel Fashion Show Venue this morning, and thank goodness it was absolutely fabulous weather! I arrived round at the backstage door of the Grand Palais to see a hoard of girls screaming... and beneath all the cameras and bright hair colours and make-up was a guy with the most amazing hair I've ever seen. Upon closer inspection, I recognised him to be the male-face of Chanel, and myohmy can I see why!

  

So after a hundred photos of Baptise and after he went round kissing everyone on the cheek and handing out a few spare bags of Haribo to a group of girls who practically died on the spot, the wait for Karl commenced. 3 Hours after the show, pacing around the pavement and madly running up to get in line with the big doors each time a security guard popped out to see if we could get a glimpse of Karl inside. It also transpired that THIS time, he'd actually parked his car inside for a quick getaway. Even still, I'd hoped he'd have the courtesy perhaps to show his appreciation to the few remaining fans who had been standing for hours outside for him? That was not the case though. He can host big dinner parties for Blake Lively, but can't give us a little peek in the flesh for 2 minutes after hours of waiting for him (fortunately I wore flat boots today). Eventually his car came out, and he did give a brief wave from his passenger seat, but it was rather disappointing. What a complete spoil-sport! This could actually have been the second and LAST time I EVER see Karl Lagerfeld in the flesh. And he stuck behind his blacked-out windows and wasn't even around for two minutes!!!

 

At least the weather was nice. I've staved off rickets and whatnot for an extra week with my intake of vitamin D in the form of sunshine today. Think positive now!