Yesterday Karl Lagerfeld shot me

Maybe you are wondering why I didn’t write anything yesterday. Something happened. Let me tell you.

Yesterday morning I was looking at different cakes in the window of a cake shop when something bumped into me pushing me over. I fell on the ground and a hand, wearing a strange glove reached down to help me up. The hand belonged to a man in black sunglasses.

He said:

I’m so sorry are you alright ?

I said not to worry, I understand that you have trouble seeing but where is your stick?

He seemed very confused so I told him about the man I ran into a few days ago.

He laughed very loudly, and told me he had no trouble seeing, the sunglasses were part of his “look”.

I told him I understand; but I didn’t.

Then he told me his name was Karl Lagerfeld and that he was a photographer

He gave me a card with his name on it and told me to meet him that afternoon in his office. Since he seemed like a funny fellow and I had nothing planed I decided to go.

When we met again he told me more about himself and how he was the head of Chanel.

I asked him what that was.

He smiled and said Im going to show you. Then he snapped his fingers and two men came running into the room. He said:

Take this little girl and get her ready for the shoot!

When I heard him say that I was so scared, I thought: what have you gotten yourself into now Lilou? because I thought he was going to shoot me.

They shot me. But not in a bad way.