Learning to be a tall girl
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 months, tall girl obstacle race, go!
You were born 2 minutes ago but you’re already 22 inches long.
You’re thin as a rail so on every picture of your first day on Earth you look like a starving child from one of these sad TV commercials. But you don’t care. You’re happy, you’re drooling and eating and sleeping is all that matters to you.
Bam. You’re 8 years old. You’re already taller than all your little friends at school but for some reason it doesn’t bother you. Yet.
You hate boys and being taller than all of them is very practical. They annoy and hit the other little girls, but they are afraid of you so they leave you in peace.
Bam. You’re 13. You’re at your first party and you think it’s gonna be the time of your life but the DJ decides to put slow music on for 30 minutes. While all your friends have been invited to dance by a boy, you’re sitting there alone, feeling sad, and awkward. There clearly is a problem here.
Bam. You’re 15 years old. You’re in love with Tom at school. He is super smart. Super funny. Super nice. Or was he until you heard him tell his friends at recess that he would rather bang his old history teacher Mrs. Hartwick than to date a girl taller than him. You’re screwed.
Bam. You’re 18. It’s been 3 years already since you started praying for a taller boyfriend. God seems to be busy because the only guy who’s interested in you is 5’5 and despite him being cute, intelligent, kind, gallant and funny, you don’t give a sh*t. He didn’t fill his quota of inches
Bam again. You’re 23. All of your friends want you to meet all the tall guys they encounter. And actually, you do too. Unfortunately height and intelligence are not correlated.
You keep on praying for the perfect man to come, but when he shows up you pull out your measuring tape and you go back home.
There you watch romantic movies and spend your time on the internet typing the names of actors you fantasize about to know if they are taller than you – just in case you would meet one someday.
But you never meet Keanu Reeves or Brad Pitt or Ryan Gosling. All you meet is the 5’6 guy working at the coffee shop at the corner of your street who tells you every morning: “Come here mama come make me your toy boy”. You want to throw up your latte every single time.
And Bam.
Here It is.
Love with a Capital L.
Who would have figured the world would stop on the day you meet that amazing, smart, talented, genuine, sweet, funny, brave, perfect… whoops. Did I say perfect? Let’s take this back for a second. He’s not perfect, he’s shortER!!! By ONE INCH and a HALF!!!
Meeting the shorter version of your dream
I can’t walk in the street with him!
No no no…!! I had said I wanted a TALLER MAN!!! What the hell??? Hey! God!!! That wasn’t the plan!!! Where are you??! Haven’t you received all my prayers??! God??! God!!!!!! God… but he’s PERFECT!!
But… what about spooning?
Oh well, you eventually learn to laugh about it. And it’s cool.
Oh you still have these moments when you try to imagine that he’s taller than you. Even if only for 30 seconds.
But in the end, it’s ALL GOOD.
Well yes tall ladies, my man is an inch AND A HALF shorter than me. He has been for many years and although I sometimes – secretly – wish they would, I don’t think things will change anytime soon. But who cares.
It took me a while to get over feeling like a football player (click to read my story) and dreaming of someone who would make me feel petite and delicate, but I’ve learned to have other priorities, like having someone who makes me feel loved and important.
When I look at the search engine terms in my stats, the ones some young girls typed before landing on my blog, you wouldn’t believe how many times I see things like “I’m a tall girl will I ever find a boyfriend” or “Do guys like tall girls?”.
I’m making no judgement, I’ve been there. But if only these young girls could walk in my shoes for only one second, they would stop worrying. Stop worrying!
Love knows no bounds, love knows no inches, love knows nothing but love. Love without a measuring tape. Love without measure.
Yes, dear tall girl, love comes in all sizes.
Moreover, a study by two sociologists from New York University concluded that… short men make better husbands and more stable marriages! So why deprive ourselves from it?!
And for the men reading this, here’s an article on why shorter men should go after taller women!
OMG! I am gonna have so much fun searching through your pages and sites! I am 5’11”. My husband of almost 18 years is 5’6”! We tease each other often about our height difference. I call him my lil’ dwarf. He calls me his Sasquatch! 🥰 He says if I die before him, he wants to use my femur bone as a cane! 😆. I was very ill last year- acquired encephalitis, pneumonia, and blood clotting issues. It was a crappy year, but through it, our love strengthened even more! On my bucket list, is a tattoo one day- I currently have zero. This morning we were talking and I LOVED his idea of a tall, curly girl with a shorter man silouhette holding hands walking toward the colored sunset. I was looking up tattoo ideas and fell upon your pages! 😀Thanks for sharing your ideas and humor with the world! ❤️
Hey! My boyfriend ive been dating for about 2 years is 5,5 and i’m 5,7 or 5,8. We were in sophomore year when we started dating and we both just graduated. I’ve always felt this weird tension standing beside him and I thought Inwas going to be judged so harshly for it. But i’m so desperately in love with this man. in the beginning i’ve looked up on google “dating man shorter than me” and all these things came up made me feel weird too. but I love him.
I’m 6’0, yeah I’ll say it, my boyfriend is 5’8. We’re in highschool but we’ve been together since middle school and we don’t care about height! He was always made fun of for being short and I was always called a giant or giraffe! And we always support each other about height. And to be honest I think we’ll always be together, and we always make it work. Spooning: we take turns because I like holding him in my arms. Kissing: he pulls me down to kiss me. We just been together for so long we’ve just gotten used to it.
Can relate completely to many of the examples 🙂
I’m 6′ 10″ … girls are …shorter.