I’ve been told that I am aloof a few times, which doesn’t exactly have positive connotations right? Snooty and high maintenance...Blair Waldorf, with her haughty air, determined nature and scary ‘I’m going to rip your balls off’ face springs to mind. Of course being aloof and reserved is usually a symptom of shyness rather than snobbishness, but we live in a world where introversion is often looked at as being some sort of affliction. But I think there’s something appealing about a little bit of distance, especially when we know far too much about people we don’t really care about (hello Facebook, hi Twitter, and er yeah, hi there blogging...).
Charlotte Gainsbourg is famous for her introversion - in the new issue of Numéro Korea, she talks about her retiring demeanor and wearing her aloofness as a form of self-protection. I adore her, and women like Sofia Coppola and Francoise Hardy who say very little but always speak intelligently. There’s something magical about a little mystery. Natalie calls it being self-possessed, but who knows - maybe I am just a haughty bitch?
