I love this film. That’s it. It’s like really good vanilla ice cream in which I can eat it morning, afternoon, and evening. I can be completely dissociated. I can be completely indulgent. I can be completely in need of inspiration…and it creates some semblance of comfort, muse, life for me. Too bad I have a deep disdain for cake and too bad I have a fervent love for all things pretty. Too bad.