Reese Witherspoon did a photoshoot so she could be on the cover of the May issue of Vogue, and then she gave them an interview and said she wishes that people didn't know so much about her, that she misses her privacy. And sometimes she sits in her car and cries because she can't go out in public because people see her and recognize her. Pretty weird, huh? I wonder how they know.
At one point, I ask her what is the worst thing about being Reese Witherspoon, and she pauses for a very long time. Finally she says, "I mean, I feel like an ingrate for even thinking anything isn't good. I'm very, very, very lucky. But . . . umm . . . probably that I parted with my privacy a long time ago. We went different ways. And sometimes I mourn it. Sometimes I will sit in the car and cry. Because I can't get out. That's the only thing: I mourn the loss of my privacy."
If Reese wanted to be an actress she'd be on a stage in New York, but she wanted to be a movie star so she can shut the hell up. If you don't want to be recognized at the supermarket, don't go there and stand next to a magazine with your name and picture on it. You know who already knew that? Literally everyone else on earth.