F.or a long time ago, I thought of Hilaria Baldwin as my private obsession, an emphasis on that last word. I must have heard about her first because she’s married to Alec Baldwin, but that’s not why I liked her (I like Alec Baldwin, but, c’mon, I don’t relatives ris). No, this started five years ago, after my twin was born, because Hilaria is – or was – a “mummy influencer”, as they say in the US, where she lives (and we’ll return to Hilaria’s relationship with geography soon), with five young children and 900k Instagram followers. I used to look at the photos and videos she put into her outfit – doing yoga, being pregnant, often both – looking as tiny and hard as a nut figurine -nut, and I would feel a wave of familiar self-love almost comfortably. And then I would look at her pictures of her children in which she was inspiring clothing companies, or toys, or baby cream badges, and I would think, “Well, at least I won’t be using my children to cut a shilling. ” Self-love followed by self-justification: it is a careless mixture, like sugar and salt, and Hilaria delivered it to me in its purest form.
So yes, I became obsessed with it – I admit. “Did you see that Hilaria posted a picture of herself in her wardrobe saying she was giving birth? ”I ask my friends. “Who?” they replied. Well, no one asks “who” anymore, do they, Hilaria?
Over the Christmas holidays, an anonymous Twitter account suggested that Hilaria – contrary to what she has always said – is not Spanish. Hilaria’s Spanish language was one of the few things I never questioned: she claimed her name was named “Ee-LAIR-ia”; she and Alec had a Spanish-themed wedding, in which she caught a flamenco fan; they named their five children Spanish and called them “the Baldwinitos”; she said on a recent podcast that “she moved [to the US] when I was 19 I wanted to go to NYU, from Mallorca ”. Fine, she speaks Spanish, though.
Or – whirls to camera! – probably not. People who had grown up with her in Massachusetts picked up with their memories of American Hillary Hayward-Thomas, as she was then. How strange that someone raised in the US should forget the word for sugar, as Hilaria apparently did on TV in 2015 (“How do you say in English?”) . Despite her frequent references to her Spanish family, her parents are apparently more American than I am, and the amount of Spanish is that they went on holiday to Mallorca from time to time, before they retired when Hillary / Hilaria was 28. Hence rubric, I am French: please send me Hadlé.
This story has ceased to exist all over the internet, which is partly due to the fact that we are all involved at home and have thrown out Netflix, and partly happy to watch women who boasting about their perfect life unknowingly before our eyes. Baldwin tried to shut the story down, first by posting a video of it – of course – on her Instagram, in which she said, “I’m a white girl… There are a lot of white people in the Department Europe ”, which is like something someone who never said would live in Europe.
I am fascinated by people who give themselves public redecoration, when they know that the receipts of people around them, like Rebel Wilson shaking several years off her age, or Frankie Boyle arguing with his colleagues for unnecessary hardship, when joking about disabled people. children. Didn’t Hilaria ever bother about old friends showing up? What did her parents make of her Spanish accent, and did Alec know the truth or what? So many questions, so few reliable answers.
This is my last word on my specialty, Hilaria Baldwin, which is now everyone ‘s specialty subject. First, many Americans take suspicious European roots for themselves. Seriously, were you ever in New York on St. Patrick’s Day? Has everyone forgotten Madonna’s English accent? We dress up our boring America with a little cosmopolitan European touch. Just accept the suggestion.
Hilaria’s misfortune was to be caught playing with her identity at a time when identity is such a controversial topic. Some have questioned whether she is a new Rachel Dolezal, or perhaps worse. After all Dolezal tried, in his deranged manner, to further education about the black history of his work as an academic and activist; Hilaria only made a hog place on Hola! covers and “Latina stars with best clothes”.
Despite spending the best part of five years of being harassed by Hilaria Baldwin, I can’t be embarrassed about her almost unknowing desire to be in Spain. I’ll die on this hill: her lingerie selfies and the way she uses her kids to advertise stuff are more crimes than playing Penelope Cruz’s cosé. For this, of all things, to be the thing that brings it down – well, I know now how police chiefs felt when Al Capone was deported for tax evasion. instead of being a mover. Enjoying your break from social media, Hilaria: I miss the self-assurance you gave me, if not the self-love. And since you gave me so much, let me finally give you something in return: the word “cucumber”.