No one had ever examined her life on a macro scale before. She felt like she was an object being studied under a microscope.
Everything she now did, everything she wore (or didn’t wear) was suddenly of interest. If she went to the local store to buy milk and wasn’t fully dressed up, including makeup, someone would no doubt see her and either praise her for being brave to face the world in her ‘natural’ state or criticize her for not taking more care of her appearance. It was a lose-lose situation.
In fact, she’d given up trying to please people. It just wasn’t worth it. Whatever she did or didn’t do, someone would be happy and someone would be upset. That was life it seemed.
Fame definitely had its drawbacks.