I don't know, and frankly, I've invested too much thought into this already. All I do know is that when I come across someone who is as heavily invested in trumpeting her perfection as Angelina seems to be, it stinks of insincerity and insecurity. I personally don't think you give anything up when you admit that yes, life isn't perfect. As in, "yeah, I'm not treasuring those sudden trips to the bathroom to vomit from morning sickness." Or, "yeah, I worry that my self-worth is tied up in being stick-thin and getting movie roles." Hmm, maybe Brad actually grosses me out sometimes (shave, Brad! Please shave!)
Listen, I don't think for a second that those words would ever make it into print (what a heyday that would be!) But Angie, between you and me: it's okay! You don't have to pretend you're perfect—maybe baby number 7 will finally free you of that. Maybe you could learn to be gracious about Jen, and genuinely happy about her happiness, instead of constantly worrying about being upstaged and missing out on the best years of Brad's life (too deep too fast? Sorry, girl). Besides, you're not really fooling us (well, some of us) anyway. You're just perpetuating the myth that perfection is an attainable and worthy goal. Honey, it isn't. You've got a lot to be happy about—congrats! Maybe even you could learn to be content with a movie star partner, unlimited resources, fame, and 7 children, ya think? Jennifer Aniston: Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie, HA!