For all the beautiful tall girls and the problems we have to endure. Through all the teasing, feeling out of place & short hems, I'm finally coming to a point where I realized that there's nothing wrong with being a little different. People still try to tear me down about it but there will always be people doing that. These problems are mostly to make you laugh & go "OH MY GOD. THAT'S MY LIFE." But this is more than just a place to share each other's problems. It's a support group where we encourage girls to see the beauty within them (so play nice, ladies). Ask me anything & feel free to submit!
"You're only as tall as your heart will let you be and you're only as small as the world will make you seem."
So, two and a half years ago my father went away to Costa Rica, because he is a sailor. We used to skype a lot, but we didn’t see each other in that year (it were 31 months, to be more specifically). Then we got the message he would come home in a few weeks. I was really happy.
Now i have to add: my father is not really tall. He’s around 5ft8 maybe a little bit taller, maybe a little bit smaller, but he used to tower me. Well, at least that two and a half years ago, because i was always a small, cute girl (now i am 15). I think i was around 5ft when we met the last time.
When we- my mum, my sister (she is 18 and 4ft11) and my dad- met each other after that two and a half years, there was a big party for all the sailors in the town. There where around 1000 people and we all danced and there was music- I… i was wearing heels. Heels that where 4 Inches. Pretty tall heels.
What dad didn’t know was, that i grew in that 2,5 years. I grew a lot, but i didn’t know how much, i never measured me. I just knew, that i was over 6ft, so way taller than dad.
So then we saw each other- and he wasn’t even getting up to my breast! He was breast level with me when i was wearing heels! And yes, there was this ‘legendary’ boob-to-face-hug between us.
Even without my heels, he wasn’t even getting up to my chin. I don’t know why i got so tall- all my family members are smaller than smurfs :D (Dad is 5ft8, sister is 4ft11, mum is 5ft1).
He was looking up to me.
When we got home, the first thing we did, was to measure me. I was 6ft3, WTF!
I never really thought about being tall and nobody ever insulted me. The opposite happened- i got complimented for my long legs.
We also measured my legs. They are 3ft10, now. Pretty long, huh? :D
My sister’s legs are 2ft4 :D Her head barely reaches my navel and that’s kinda fun^^