I am a big fan of the fake-it-til-you-make-it philosophy. As a teenager, I learned that if I looked like I knew what I was doing, no one would question whether or not I possessed a hall pass. For me, that same bravado has also worked in a myriad of other social and professional situations.
For example, I have successfully given the impression that I had been paying rapt attention to a lecture delivered in the most mind-numbingly boring staff meeting this side of the Andromeda galaxy, bluffed my way through a surprise FAA inspection, and even scored an author interview.
Bravado? I say, “Bravo!” You are whatever you imagine yourself to be.