Sigh. I'm not trying to be enigmatic here...think Marie Antoinette, decadent, rich b*tch, beheaded, think Evita Peron, decadent rich b*tch, ADORED. Think what is the difference. Did Chanel have to come down to the level of the proles? Of course not. It has to stay regal, dreamy, classy, eternally admired, pretty and white as cake frosting, like those models, what Stam, Sasha, Lily Donaldson, but it has to shake "the people's hands" so to speak, aristocratically aloof but NOT alienating, never. So the people, rich and especially the middle and poor, happily hand over their cash. This is why I said it's chutzpah - the truth is of course Evita Peron is no different from Marie Antoinette, and KL is dangerously toying with making the truth a bit more explicit, he is *that* cocky and confident in the magic he's woven. Karl Lagerfeld's (and all those designer houses that try to emulate him) genius is walking this tightrope and keeping this Myth alive, is all. It's no small feat, I might add. But there's no fashion history to be made here.