Jennifer Lawrence, the highest-paid and arguably most beloved actor working today, spoke with Vogue’s Jonathan Van Meter as part of the December issue’s cover story. In the article, she comes off as funny, highly intelligent, and very sad.

Such intense celebrity cannot be easy to deal with, which is why her frequent jokes and self-corrections are all the more pointed. Like when she shows Van Meter her bedroom:

Glass of wine in hand, we head upstairs, and when we walk into the enormous master suite she makes a sweeping gesture toward the bed and says, “This is where the maaagic haaaappens.” Then she shoots me a get-real look. “Literally zero magic has happened in here.” She holds up her glass in a toast: “Cheers to my hymen growing back!”

Or when she reveals her secret indulgence and immediately comments on it:

“Um, private jets? I have such a hard time flying commercial. I always want to—it’s cheaper, it’s easier—but there can be 300 perfectly lovely people at the gate and one crazy person who ruins it for everyone, so flying private is great because I don’t have to worry.” A big fake smile spreads across her face: “Is that relatable enough for you?”

“No one ever asks me out,” she says when Van Meter visits her in Atlanta. “I am lonely every Saturday night. Guys are so mean to me. I know where it’s coming from, I know they’re trying to establish dominance, but it hurts my feelings. I’m just a girl who wants you to be nice to me. I am straight as an arrow. I feel like I need to meet a guy, with all due respect, who has been living in Baghdad for five years who has no idea who I am.”

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The rest of the interview paints the picture of a super intense, serious artist who is isn’t afraid to voice her opinions—despite being at the helm of several major franchises.

By the end of the article, I’m left envying Lawrence’s focus and talents, feeling for her loneliness, and only able to write as if I’m writing for a fashion magazine. I’m sorry you feel sad, Jen, you are always invited to come watch TV at my apartment.


Contact the author at joanna@jezebel.com.

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Image via Vogue.