Karl Lagerfeld is often called a dandy. He may appear so, superficially (Lagerfeld cultivates the stiff neck as seen in Brummelliana). He obviously wants to be a dandy as the eulogy in his cooking book shows. The fact of publishing a cooking book already contradicts real dandyism being one of the most plainest types of books, made for the masses, not the happy few. Besides, dieting strikingly contradicts dandyistic hedonism. Lagerfeld should have written a novel instead, we think. Observing Lagerfeld in an interview we are reassured of him missing intellectual dandyism, which makes the dandy. Here, he gives away too much of his personality where a dandy would just be, and tries to intersperse witticisms which sadly don’t come out as such. Lagerfeld’s quest for dandyism, however, came to some fruitful results such as his adaption of Oscar Wilde’s Dorian Gray in a photo book.