|Taylor, my (height) twin|
This is something I have issues with at the moment. However asking “How tall are you?” as your first question seems to put guys off.
It’s not shallow ok, some of us have issues feeling feminine because we are doing a she hulk impression 24/7, don’t tell us we have to endure that in a relationship too!
Seriously? Me? Flats? No.
Repeat: Seriously? Me? Flats? No.
Leggings and belts are my permanent friends and boots that hide that my jeans don’t come close to my ankles are a life saver.
And more to that, I have aching thighs after a night out with short girls because I’ve spent the night in a perpetual half-squat!
Long gloves are a good option but you can’t put them on while wearing your coat, so if you’re out and have to take your gloves off, you’re not putting them back on. Poor chilly hands.
No. Can I wear this dress as a shirt? Yes.
Footboards are a no-no. I have learnt to sleep curled up to avoid this but then it’s hard to cuddle.
Ok I don’t have this issue. My feet are rather short but very wide, it’s like they grew as wide as they should be for my height, but then forgot about the growing long bit…. Sounds like something I would do.
I’ve just decided I will never be able to do this.
Stranger: “Wow you’re really tall!”
Me: “Really?! I hadn’t noticed!!!
I usually then fall over from the shock of being hit in the head. It’s not just lights either: trees, door frames, stairs, you name it.
Without needing leggings to stop my bum hanging out.
Well oversized jumpers are in?
Yea that period is called “awake” for me.
So anyway, that’s my run down of being tall. People always say they’d love to be tall, well just try it and see how irritating it is! And on that note, I’m going out to dinner with a girl who just texted me to ask if I’m wearing heels so she can pick her shoes.