So since I've been looking, I've being seeing that mostly all around me are kindred female spirits in shortness. Being height challenged is a common thing in the circles I frequent. Though I still manage to loom over my little subjects.... They do believe am a lanky lass but in truth am a stickler for high heels, I mean who would not love these beauties?:
Another high note to being on the petite side of the populace is the little skirts and little dresses. Obviously these go with the territory, the territory of your legs looking much much longer than they actually are. And fooling everyone that you are leaner and taller than what you really look like in the shower. I started realizing this seemingly magic trick when I padded around in bare feet in my apartment, eliciting surprised looks from my house guests at how miniscule I am in IRL. Check out my trusted companions:
The most important thing though, even after all this primping is embracing the tinyness within me. Loving the body God gave me. But it does feel good though in those towering heels. It makes me feel like dynamite. Isn't that what is more important, making yourself feel amazing instead of following trends or simply settling for comfort? I surely do think so, its a step in the right direction of self-love and self determination. In Lucille Ball's immortal words: Love yourself first and everything else falls into place.
Finally a little video that has been in my head all day:
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