He sat there looking rather dejected, hidden in his duster bag that had grown weathered over time. He made a long journey from Paris to finding a new home in a make shift shed, on an entirely different continent, and in a new city. For a time I had kept looking at his duster bag, looking at the fan motif without taking much notice. One day I finally had, and the connection was made. I plucked the handbag up, saving him from a life of dejection, or of being sold. (Can I make this tale about my handbag any more dramatic?:P)
I’ve mentioned this vintage Karl Lagerfeld handbag in a previous post. But this time I thought I would dedicate an entire post to the bag that had fallen into my possession in an unusual way. I should first say that I adore Karl Lagerfeld as a designer and creative director. He has captured my attention with his gusto for wearing sunglasses at all times (he’s actually kind of scary without them and I don’t advise looking that up). It’s his quotes, persona, Choupette, and well because he’s simply Karl Lagerfeld.
The Karl Lagerfeld handbag was supposed to be sold by an aunt of mine, she doesn’t have the slightest idea of who Karl Lagerfeld is (even though I’ve tried explaining), and allowed me to walk away with “him”. In a way this bag let my KL obsession grow, because whenever I buy something I do like to know who the person is behind the designs, the clothing, the accessories, etc. And in a way the handbag furthered my knowledge of ‘Karl who?, +provided quite a bit of amusement for the day. I think it was so unusual how this bag came to me. I do not find it to be beautiful, if I could describe it I might say it’s a bit ‘off’. I imagine the bag to be from the 1980’s, and I bet it would probably have paired well with power suits, and shoulder pads simply because the bag has a boxy structure. I do know that Karl Lagerfelds 1984 collection was about “intellectual sexiness”. The bag also has a unique seal on the front (as a closure) with KL’s name.
Anyways Matryoshkas, I wish I had more information on my KL bag, I’ve never been able to find a duplicate, or a picture of it- (other than the ones I’m about to post of it). I also want to know your thoughts, and what vintage finds do you own? And what unique stories are attached to your vintage finds? Or do any of you have kind of an ugly vintage piece in your possession that you love/hate?