It is rather ironic. I should identify with some wonderfully successful, bright, clever young woman like Amal Clooney, but instead I identify with the character Bridget Jones – the ever-so-slightly-plus-size, funny, awkward heroine in Helen Fielding’s novels.

Why?

I’ve given this quite some thought and I’ve begun to realize that Bridget Jones and I have many similarities:

1. She likes to go around naked in her paddling pool. I like to go around naked in my pool.
2. We both are enamored of Mr. Darcy. Granted, her Mark Darcy was a human rights barrister, and my Mark Darcy is a character in a Jane Austen novel, but you get the picture.
3. We are both, ahem, plus-sized. Although unlike Bridget Jones, I embrace my curves.
4. We both have intimate relationships with bottles of wine.
5. We both are attracted to really shabby guys.
6. I too hate going to parties where I’m the only single.
7. Like Bridget, I begin each year with boundless optimism but trouble always seems to find me.
8. I am always on a journey of self-improvement.
9. She writes a diary. I write a blog. ‘Nuff said.
10. My professional life is one long fumble-save, just like hers.
11. I flirt all day. With people who read this blog. You know who you are.
12. I never feel like I’m the intellectual equal of everyone in the room.
13. We both need a career change.
14. My big plans never quite make it to fruition.
15. I too use 4-letter words liberally.
16. I’m also waiting for someone who likes me, just the way I am.

So there you have it, the reasons why I am like Bridget Jones. Because   no matter how hard I try, I always seem to not quite achieve what I set out to achieve. And it takes a pretty evolved sense of humor to find the beauty (and the humor) in that.

Hence…. unblunder.