“It took a few months to happen, but when we finally received the document, it was so much more than we had expected,” Tonchi recalls. “Karl understood this was an interesting project because it would give him a different weight and depth than his other designs. We immediately felt it was very special.”
Like a scrapbook, the 19 pages were peppered in Polaroid snapshots and photos — of Karl’s homes, art, furniture, objects — taped and glued to the paper, his circuitous handwriting scrawled throughout. There were images of his properties in Monte Carlo, Biarritz, Brittany, Berlin, and Le Mée near Fontainebleau: bedrooms immaculately decorated in shades of blue, inspired by Louis XIV; a glimpse inside a Parisian apartment, mid-renovation. Lagerfeld’s submission was so exhaustive that what was regularly a two-page feature was doubled in size to accommodate the remarkably thorough compilation.
“It was very, very special for Karl to look back and tell us about his own life, through the places he lived in,” Tonchi says, adding that Lagerfeld was known to detest the past. “It’s like a biography, by way of the places he lived.”