Slowly floating away

Usually, a French-inspired film, fashion or not, leaves me slightly nauseating. I went through a French phrase when I was little and it became out of control. And most films did not capture that true spirits of "Parisian chic"(or whatever you call it) and it became a wreck. They usually involves balloons, a couple and a lot of unnecessary pink.
Sofia Coppola is different though. Her approach is quite intriguing, or I just think like that because she directed The Virgin Suicides(I still haven't read it, I barely read anything this summer, I'm ashamed to say, expect for rereading the entire Harry Potter series and fashion magazines) I like how she takes the most natural moment of model Maryna Linchuk and it went very well with the retro outfits and location.
The end is cheesy, but don't you want to spray on Miss Dior Cherie and float away in a bunch of balloons? And you still didn't throw up, yet.