Uh-oh.

Frenchie, I've always loved the French.

Dear Balung, Baloon, Balin...Balenciagaga, I'm in a jam and need some help.

My wife gets this weird sadness on her birthday just because she is moving further from her dreams and closer to her death.

I know she's always wanted something of yours, so can you send me the cheapest thing with your label on it, a scarf, a piece of cloth with a press tag, even just a tag?

Just a tag?

That's crazy.

Oh, it's just one of those American gags nobody gets.

Send him the dress and the bill.

I've never seen her so happy.

I don't care if this cost $88.

Uh, Dad?

I know, I know I have to return it.

I just want to wear it once.

What if you sweat in it?

Trust me to be graceful.

Attention, memory book!

No!

Thanks for the dream.

I'll always remember those 30 minutes of feeling just a little special.

This is the saddest thing I've ever heard.

And I grew up in the Soviet Union.

This is exactly the kind of woman I want to reach.

Off we go to the style deprived.

Madame and Monsieur, we are now approaching Springfield.

No, no, please, this can't be it.

Which Springfield is this, Land of Lincoln?

I'm sorry, no.

Is this the birthplace of basketball?

No, it's this Springfield.

I must rescue them.

I want the world to see you real people in my show.

So hold on to your chaise lounges.

I'm inviting you all to model my clothes in Paris.

Didn't you hear?

I will fly you all to Paris.

Paris!

Paris!

Never heard of it.

How to reach them?

What does it take?

They are opening a new KFC on the Champs Elysees.

To Paris!

What is that horrible noise?

Shh, shh, we are starting.

Cheap, cluncy, wiggle.

Terrible, terrible.

Worst model I've ever seen.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I like it.

She likes it.

Then I like it.

Then I like it too.

Then I love it.

More than you are capable of loving anything.

I love it.

I love it.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

More she's like.

Margotte of New Simpsons.

No, Bart, no, no, no.

You think that offends us?

This is France.

Fatty and Selma Bouvier.

Oh.

Julio and Skinner's mother.

Walk a runway?

It's so superficial.

Just this once for research.

Lisa Simpson.

The baby.

You can choose your own outfit, but quickly, please.

No.

Yes.

No.

Yes.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

Oh, why the hell not?

Will and Smithers.

The twins, Sherry and Terry.

Where is the model?

We're running out of measuring tape.

Yeah, exit.

I'm eating fries here.

Come on, you never thought.

Go ahead.

Holy crap.

I'm beautiful.

Predictable.

May I have a translator?

Now, I think.

Now, I think.

From my own personal experience.

From my own personal experience.

You're gonna love this next model.

You are going to love this next model.

Honey, you're on.

Congratulations.

Congratulations.

Marge!

Marge!

Marge!

Marge!

Marge!

Marge!

Marge!

Marge!

Marge!

Marge!

Marge!

Record this.

Oh, my God.

Thank you.

Marge, I owe it all to you.

Is there anything else Paris can do for you?

You name it.

Wow.

Wow.

I've always heard how great a French kiss is, but I've never actually had one.

A what?

Okay, first of all, you have to make sure your mouth is open.

Right.

Right.

Really?

Deep breath is good.

No kidding.

Very good.

Okay, got it.

Okay, so open your mouth.

Oh, okay.

Deep breath.

Yeah.

Very important.

Repeat that, please.

Turn your head counterclockwise.

Counterclockwise?

You got it.

What?

Most amazing birthday any woman's ever had.

All that's missing is someone to sing to me in French.

Ahem.

Ahem.

Ahem.

So magical.

When's the next fashion week?

Darling, this is Paris.

Every minute is fashion week.

Et cetera.

Close your mouth or die.

Not at $100 a bottle.

Ahem.