for real real;
not for play play
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Lagerfeld Confidential (2007)
oh karl, how i long to be you – brilliant, prolific, obsessive, uncompromising, driven, a hoarder of all things decadent; you are a man of enchanting excess. still, if i cannot be you, then perhaps you will wrap me up in your velvet pillow of affectation, squeeze me with your ring weighted hands, drift us into a dream on your private jet to gilded paradise. sigh.