André Leon Talley

André Leon Talley Instagram – ANDRE; ALL IN. HERE, ME THE SKINNY, IN MATSUDA, SWEATER, CHARVET SOCKS AND BROOKS BROTHER’S CLASSIC MOCS: Christmas mourning in 1989 at Karl Lagerfled’s country estate Le Mee.
The furniture in the salon is rare 18th Century Italian, a settee with chairs. Of course, I lost my grandmother and Diana Vreeland, that year. So on Xmas eve, I went by Concorde to Paris, was shuttled off by car, Briam, (he was the chauffeur then) and Karl hosted me for two weeks, into January. Karl had also lost the love of his life, Jacques de Bascher earlier that year, so we both mourned. He was never seen before lunch, (often and frequently served at 4 p.m.) and everyone was served breakfast in bed. We changed clothes,and dressed to the moral codes of dress of our host. Food was superb, personal service, out of this world, next level quality. Diptyque candles were lit in every room, and burned all day. Saffron yellow Porthault towels were abundant.
Linens were changed every single day. There was a hidden staff, I never saw the staff until dinner was served or when they came with my breakfast tray. If lunch was at 4 in the afternoon, then dinner might happen at 9:45 p.m. and last until the early hours of the morning. Karl once loaned me the sofa that I am seated on, but he made sure he asked for it back when I returned to New York in 1995. Karl was that generous. He would lend you rare suites of furniture and then ask for them back. The flowers in a fresh wicker basket were from Moulie Savart, where Karl spent fortunes for years. The best florist on square Palais-Bourbon, just a door down from Vogue’s Paris office. I loved Karl’s sense of luxury, and he always sent his favorites huge wicker tubs of flowers. #karllagerfeld #paris #chanel #diptyque #mouliesavart #chanel | Posted on 12/Feb/2021 18:46:36