You are a naughty girl! During her time as first lady, Carla held her head high as saucy photos taken during her youth were reprinted. She also dressed very demurely in classic Jackie Kennedy-style outfits. She and Sarkozy who at the time of going to print is standing trial in France for corruption; he denies all the charges married just three months after meeting. I think she means Sarkozy who had just had a messy divorce needed a wife on his arm, rather than a bit of fluff.
I lost five teeth when I was pregnant. She took all my strength from me. How, I ask, does a woman renowned for her beauty handle hitting her 50s? We have wrinkles, but who cares? Women have so much power now. It used to be when you were 40 everyone forgot about you: now you have women like Sharon Stone, who are in their 60s and look amazing! Carla was born into a wealthy Italian family, who moved to France when she was seven to escape Red Brigades kidnapping threats.
Carla, who has appeared on over magazine covers, left modelling when still at her peak to dedicate herself full time to her first love — music — with her debut album selling two million copies. She continued this new career after marrying Sarkozy. It felt natural and intimate. This time it felt right to have my name as the title. An artist who takes her time while creating—she writes each song by hand in special notebooks—Bruni values the slow burn.
On paper, you can keep everything. The introspective nature of the material may also have something to do with how it was recorded. Bruni began writing at the tail end of , just as the coronavirus pandemic spread across Europe.
I'm allowed not to be, right? I never was politically militant, never socially militant, you know. I'm a bubble person," and she starts to laugh again. I'm not militant. I know I should be, but I'm not. I'm not someone who would go and fight for something. She maintains the same innocent bewilderment when I bring up the song on her album called Le Pingouin.
It's hard to explain, but when I write, I don't have such a precise idea in my head. I don't say, OK, I'm going to write a song about X. In fairness to Bruni, the French media's claims that a line about Sofitel in another song alludes to Dominique Strauss-Khan's alleged rape of a maid in a Manhattan hotel owned by the chain cannot possibly be true, for it was written a year before his arrest.
The track Mon Raymond is, however, unequivocally dedicated to her husband, and casts him as a pirate and an atomic bomb. They're used to being the artist. The minute you put them in the muse position, they go: what? Especially Latins. I am a feminist! This is a feminist act, to write a song about your man. Of course it is feminist, because what is more free than that? She jumps to her husband's defence when I bring up one of many legal cases he is currently fighting. The charge of "elder abuse" is, Bruni urges indignantly, ludicrous.
He has something with women — very old-fashioned, right? So he would never come here and let us pay for our Coca-Cola. If you walk into a room, he would never stay seated.
Does she like that? It reminds me of my dad. A little Freud," she adds as an aside, smiling. Maybe because his mother got divorced when he was very young, and was alone with the three kids, and at the age of 30 she studied, became a lawyer, she's really, really strong, really intelligent and strong.
And he sees the woman, my husband, he sees the woman in general like the mother," and she gasps, a sharp intake of reverence to make her point. It's just unimaginable. You can't think about it when you know him! You can say, 'Oh, I don't like Sarkozy, I don't like his policies.
Taste is taste. But you can never say Sarkozy does something to a woman, never! Never never. It's impossible when you know him. While Sarkozy was president, Bruni continued to write songs, but very rarely performed. Commentators were dumbfounded by her apparent transformation from permissive free spirit to doting bourgeois housewife, with critics divided between suspicion and disappointment.
Early on, she tells me, "I would stay home and be a mum at home. I would love that. I mean, don't you? Like, just a little bit depressed.
I know it's not politically correct to say that, but it's true — that's how I feel. After three weeks doing only children and my man and the house, children, the house and my man, children, the house and my man. And I think women that do that are very useful.
It's such a hard job — and on top of that they are not admired. You go to a dinner party and someone says, 'What are you doing? I think most women are like me, contradictory and ambivalent. In fact, she says, she used to suffer crippling stage fright — and still does. The problem is that it doesn't really show, so people don't believe it.
But it's physical — I get a little ill. But then you're stuck — people are sitting there, they've bought a ticket, so what are you going to do? You always hope something happens — the ceiling falls in, the floor explodes, someone is sick in the audience, and the show is cancelled. Or maybe I die from fear, and they just go on stage and say, 'Carla Bruni is dead.
So you've got to go on.
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