I had a revelation while reading last week's issue of UsWeekly at the hair salon tonite.
(BTW, my new hairdresser relationship is going swimmingly! Too bad I can't say as much for my dating life.)
Anyhow, I had in my manicured little hands last week's issue of Us, featuring the cover story about why Bradley Cooper (yum!) chose Renee Zellweger (meh!) over Jennifer Aniston (aww!).
(Sidenote: who the EFF would choose Renee over Jen? Is it even a contest?!?)
And then it hit me.
I think I may be your Jennifer Aniston.
(Well, minus the amazing body. And, you know, the millions of dollars. But at least I've got the fab hairdresser!)
You know what I do have in common with Ms. Aniston?
The tabloids are always talking about the fact that we're single. (I mean, how many times can we possibly read about Jennifer being dumped? By Brad, by John Mayer, by Vince Vaughn, by Bradley Cooper, etc.) And, they're always seemingly feeling sorry/bad for us because of it.
(OK, maybe it's not the tabloids in my case. But you catch my drift.)
So am I right? Do you guys think of me as perpetually unlucky in love like our little old Rachel Green? Am I the CLE version of Jennifer Aniston (minus the boobs and the Benz)?
Then again, I suppose it could be worse. I could be compared to tabloid fodder Kate Gosselin. But, you know. With better hair. ;)