Lagerfeld Confidential Page #2

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Quick-tempered? Capricious?

Pretty spoiled.

Good job my mother slapped me.

I thought the world revolved round me.

I lived in the country on the Danish

border, in northern Germany,

where nothing ever happened,

in the years just after the war.

The few people I know

who knew me as a child

say I was like a male Shirley Temple:

rather unbearable and spoiled.

I always felt hard done by!

I never considered it was enough.

Were you a dreamer?

A dreamer?

No, that's not the word.

I had a vision of what I wanted

to do, and how I wanted to do it.

An idea, a vision

for which I was prepared

to make any sacrifice

but not any compromise.

I was born determined.

When you were a child,

did you ever idealise your mother?

No. She was perfect:

funny, witty, with lots of front.

I've never met anyone with as much front.

She might seem nasty at first

but she used to...

get round people.

She could also be unspeakably nasty.

She made slaves of everyone:

her lovers, husbands... everyone.

She could get her way with people

and she never thanked anyone.

She must have had a gift for it!

She was comical,

no doubt about it.

Everything was taken lightly,

there was nothing to worry about.

It's a good attitude to have in life.

Deep down, she may have been anxious

and very serious

but she always exuded frivolity,

not taking anything seriously,

impervious to circumstance,

no birds of ill omen or anything.

The polar opposite

of the typical German mother.

In German literature,

a mother's role is no fun.

She'd tell me to make an effort.

"You're 6 years old.

Make an effort or shut up."

Was she loving?

Most likely.

She wasn't an abusive mother.

She was relatively distant,

her favour had to be earned.

Not the abusive type

who smothers you and kisses you.

I'd have hated that.

I wouldn't have swapped her.

I thought she was great.

Other mothers seemed stupid.

It's time.

Are you a loyal friend?

Yes. Although my friendship

mustn't be abused.

I don't remain friends come what may.

I have a view of things.

Friendship is like love.

You can't take things for granted.

You need a sword of Damocles

hanging over a relationship.

That shows how good it is.

Both of us have to make an effort.

Because indifference is just...

Friendship is often used to describe

something you're indifferent about.

You mustn't trivialise these things.

With people you really care about,

you need a certain tension

in the day-to-day relationship,

otherwise it becomes trivial

and I don't want that.

Thanks for your help.

See you tomorrow...

The ballet with the dresses is good.

I've seen it 3 times.

As I was telling someone.

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