Seriously, what's my deal? This woman is nothing special musically, her movies are boring and most of her success was as a teenager 30-40 years ago. Sure, she still sings and acts, but nobody outside France would even know her name if not for that sleaze Johnny Depp. She certainly wouldn't be worth 150 million euro without him giving it to her because her career was dying anyway by the time she met him.
It's really bizarre because I think it's just jealously? Because she got to live the life I would have liked. I think that's it. There's nothing special about her, but she was always surrounded by the right people, a supportive family, nepotism. Born to be a success, to matter, to be involved with the arts (her uncle was a film/record producer who helped her in the beginning and got her a record deal at 14) However, I do find her charismatic and pretty, but maybe this is just because of my fixation/her status/legacy. There's plenty of other female celebrities who are prettier and more successful and I feel nothing for them. I actually think Vanessa looks like a junkie, but cleans up well. She'd be nothing without all the money. I actually see lots of junkies around my city who look quiet a but like her, and I always notice, and no it's not just the teeth, it's the overall look.
It's hard to explain. But I kind of feel like Vanessa Paradis is the only woman on earth who actually existed, if that makes sense. Like, I know other women exist too, but she's the only one who matters, who left a mark on the world even though I know this isn't true. Whenever I see pictures of her, more so when she was younger, it gives me a weird pang of nostalgia, like "look at Vanessa getting coffee in 1997, did the world FEEL this happening" Like, I was only a child back then so didn't pay attention to her, but looking at pictures it's hard to believe somebody that cool and effortless was walking the streets, making an impression, doing something with their lives, mattering.