There was one viral instance, not long after our sit-down, when Hailey wore a red-hot dress and heels to a Rhode event in Times Square; paparazzi photos showed Justin trailing her in goofy gray sweat shorts and yellow Crocs, which summoned TikTok’s armchair relationship experts. (For Moniz, as Hailey’s friend, this commentary really grinds her gears: “It’s like, it wasn’t Justin’s day. It was Hailey’s day. He’s there to support his wife, period. But also, he still looks cool, so you can’t hate the guy.”) Few famous couples have as much fun with style as the Biebers do, even if Hailey won’t exactly fess up to messing with the media with their clashing outfits. Sometimes, in marriage and otherwise, the best compromise is no compromise at all.
But other times, the gossip is more intimate: “Recently, everybody was like, ‘Oh, my God, she’s pregnant,’ and that’s happened to me multiple times before,” says Hailey, beating me to my own question about a rumor that had been making the rounds online. “There is something that’s disheartening about, Damn, I can’t be bloated one time and not be pregnant? It would be a lie if I was like, ‘Oh, yeah, I don’t give a shit.’”
“When there comes a day that that is true, you—” she fans her hands in the air, gesturing toward the world at large, “you, as in the internet, will be the last to know.” In early interviews, Hailey spoke about wanting to raise her own future family out of the spotlight, as her parents did. Now, she concedes, that spotlight is “probably totally unavoidable. That was before I was married. Didn’t know who I was going to be married to at the time, I’m sure.”
“Maybe I liked the idea at 18 of not raising kids around certain things, but my life is so different now than it was when I was 18,” she says. “It’s so hard to say what I’m going to do or not do when there isn’t even a child here yet. I don’t even know what it feels like to be a parent other than a dog parent yet. And that’s not the same thing, by any means.”
Motherhood, she notes, “is something that I look forward to. It’s also such a private, intimate thing. It’s something that’s going to come when it comes. And it’s just, honestly, at the end of the day, so hilarious how much people fucking care. Let me do what I want to do with my body and you guys can do what you want to do with your body—and let’s just let it be that.”
Hailey knows that someday her kids will grow up with a famous last name, just like she did. This, she can glean from experience, will be “awesome for them and be challenging for them at the same time.” Earlier this year, when the big children-of-nepotism discourse was circulating the internet, Hailey and Justin’s stylist, Karla Welch, dreamed up a “Nepo Baby” T-shirt that Hailey wore, in front of a show of paparazzi, on her way to a doctor’s appointment. At Palm Heights, we joke about matching “Nepo Baby” onesies for any future Baldwin-Bieber offspring. “Yeah, for my baby!” she squeals. “That would be genius.”