So, why is wearing a cardigan to a club similar to Kristen Stewart being uncomfortable with fame? I’ll tell you! A few weeks ago Kristen Stewart said this infamous statement:
“What you don’t see are the cameras shoved in my face and the bizarre intrusive questions being asked, or the people falling over themselves, screaming and taunting to get a reaction. The photos are so… I feel like I’m looking at someone being raped.”
YES, she knows…she messed up big time by saying rape instead of violated or harassed. But I get what Kristen was trying to say. A lot of people are accusing Kristen of being a whiny little bitch. They say, “That’s the price you pay for being famous! If you don’t like invasion of privacy…don’t be famous!” But Kristen isn’t saying that she hates fame and it’s not that she minds being adored it’s just that she would prefer to set the conditions to just exactly how she’s adored. It’s uncomfortable to be noticed in such an obvious and desperate way. What Kristen feels is fame shame.
It’s like the first time you wear a low-cut shirt to school. It’s absolutely FINE if a hot guy in your class tells you that you look nice, but it’s a litttttle different when the old, toothless man at the convenience store winks at you and says, “Niiiiiice.” So the difference between a director telling Kristen Stewart that she could be one of the most famous actresses of our time and the paparazzi pleading her to turn around and look at them is the difference between “You look nice” and “Niiiiiiiiiiice.” They are both saying the same thing but the latter is just over-telling the person what they want to hear. I think everyone appreciates having their existence validated. Yes, I want to be told I’m attractive, but I’d like to be told in a subtle way. I mean I came to the club, didn’t I?! I didn’t stay home and read! Kristen Stewart came to the club; she’s not acting out roles by herself in her room or performing at the JCC. She wants to be noticed and appreciated just like everyone else but there’s something deeply uncomfortable when you’re no longer able to control who notices you. FAME SHAME…I think we all share it to a certain degree. We don’t like admitting our desire to be noticed on a public level. I have a certain respect for the guys handing out their demos in the street saying, “Imma be famous just watch me!” I’m sure we all fantasize or at least have at one point in our lives of really reaching a ridiculous level of fame. But rather than saying outloud how badly we want to be recognized our fame shame causes us to achieve backdoor fame and we do stuff like post YouTube videos of ourselves, photo albums of ourselves or worst of all: blog. But we all come to the club. Some of us just hang out on the side…in cardigans.