The NYT review suggests:
Here, as in the other films [the director] has directed, the camera is little more than a machine that takes nicely lighted pictures of the designer items, the actors included, which she has amassed and, with the exacting attention of an interior decorator, prettily arranged inside the frame.There is a bit of that here. It has a Sex in the City aspect as the film functions partly as a catalog of kitchen and bath accessories as well as furniture for upper middle income people with money to burn.
The whole business is rather silly in the end, but it worked well as a movie to watch after a tiring week of traveling in Canada.
Recommended if you are in the mood for pretty fluff.