“He recently taught me not to offer false flattery, though he’s not aware of the lesson. After this Paris-Moscow show we were all going for sushi and we were waiting for him to finish his interviews. So, finally done with all this talk about the show, he comes over, “Ms. Tallulah…” and, as a reflex, I turn around and say, “The show was fantaaaaasstic, Kaaaarl,” just like everyone else had for hours. He just looked at me like, “You’re an idiot and you have nothing better to say to me.” He literally grunted and walked off. So I learned: don’t blow smoke up people’s arses. I should have spoken about anything else. I should have just said I was really looking forward to some sashimi.” —Tallulah Harlech on Karl Lagerfeld in V.