Of course in Britain we're famously 'reserved'.
'Reserved', to me, means going out at the weekend in skimpy clothes, getting smashed in the pub and stumbling to the kebab shop whilst shouting obsenities at any man who doesn't heal to my erratic whims, screaming abuse at the poorly spoken English of the counter staff, puking up a half eaten kebab, and jumping on the first thing that looks like it might keep me warm tonight...
How very stuffy
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