Love Quote by Karl Lagerfeld

Kicking off with a mock-confession, Lagerfeld turns a potentially awkward truth into a controlled punchline. “Oh yes” lands like a stage wink: he’s anticipating the audience’s suspicion that an obsessive attention to shoes must be erotic, weird, or at least too intimate for polite fashion talk. Then he disarms it himself. The insistence of “love” twice in one breath makes the denial (“I’m not a fetishist”) feel both necessary and faintly unconvincing in the best way - not because he’s hiding something scandalous, but because fashion, by design, traffics in desire.

The subtext is about authorship and permission. Lagerfeld is claiming shoes as a serious creative arena while acknowledging the cultural script that reads shoes as fetish objects. He wants the intensity without the stigma: the right to be obsessive, meticulous, ecstatic about form, heel, and silhouette without being reduced to a psychological diagnosis. That’s classic Lagerfeld: a refusal to be interpreted by anyone but himself, delivered with enough humor that it reads as charm rather than defensiveness.

Context matters here. As a designer who helped make luxury feel like pop culture, Lagerfeld understood that the public consumes fashion the way it consumes celebrity - looking for scandal, kink, confession. He pre-empts the tabloids and the armchair analysts with a line that’s both PR and truth: shoes are intimate, identity-making objects; loving them is the job. The joke is a boundary, and it’s also a sales pitch.