Some called it "enchanted." Eva Chen called it "forbidden" (a reference to Harry Potter, of course). But regardless of how one chooses to describe the forest Karl Lagerfeld built in the middle of Paris, it was, well, impressive. Though more demure than his previous sets — see: a rocket ship that actually fired up a supermarket stocked with Chanel-branded everything — stomping through a pile of leaves (complete with dirt) in the middle of the Grand Palais was oddly calming. It even smelled like the changing of the seasons; that fresh, clean aroma that signals the start of something new. And, of course, the clothing reflected that.