Are you comfortable with your height?

Patricia, the photographer on my Christmas campaign photoshoot (yes I’m heels, but still).

To be honest, I have my days.

If you hadn’t noticed, I’m tall, as in 5’11-towering-over-all-my-friends-in-flats-and-everyone-else-when-I-wear-heels.  Yeah.  Tall.

When I was younger, I had a hard time, but as I’ve gotten older, I have become much better with it.  Some days I love being tall, and then there are days when you have about five people, including strangers, gapping at you like you’re some sort of weird creature.  If I had a nickle for everytime I heard, ‘OMIGOD, you’re so tall’, I kid you not, I would be able to buy a lot more heels.

Once while shopping, a couple years ago, a girl came over the same rack I was perusing, she looked up at me–all 5’2 of her–and gasped, ‘Wow! I was feeling so tall when I was at the front of the store and now beside you I feel tiny!’  Thank you.  And now I feel like a sasquatch.

I think people think that it is acceptable to point out someone’s height when they are tall because, perhaps they view it as a positive and kind of an awe-inducing thing. Whereas pointing out someone who is short would be insulting. It doesn’t really make sense, but I try to take it as a compliment.

Since there is nothing I can do about my height, and I come from a tall family who have always told me to be proud of my height, I am and accept it.  People frequently ask me why I wear heels when I’m already so tall.  I often want to roll my eyes but I will politely smile instead and say something along the lines of, ‘Everyone else gets to wear them, so why can’t I?‘ and they nod in understanding, or something, and off I go. 

What about you?  Are you happy with your height?  Wish you were taller or shorter?

 My parents: my mom is 5’10 & my dad is 6’3.

 My little sister who is 5’7.

Some of my girlfriends during a night out last summer.  My lips are at their foreheads.


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