Karl Lagerfeld’s immortalized wax form is almost as terrifying as the stone-cold lead fashion designer himself.
Joining the likes of Harry Potter and King Henry VIII, Karl Lagerfled’s signature glove and disapproving glare will now be judging patrons of the Panoptikum Museum in Hamburg forever.
If we had an artificial twin like Lagerfeld, we’d start sending him out to appearances that we didn’t to go to. That way we could spend our evenings with Choupette or our boy toy Baptiste Giabiconi.
Until then, we’re just going to avoid Germany and hope we never run into the real Lagerfeld.