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Tall Gal Chronicles

"OMG you`re so tall! Like, you don`t even need heels. How tall are you?" Let me tell you something, I`m never going to stop wearing heels. I don't care how tall I am. Some nice heels plus some baby oil, is how my mama got her husband. Just kidding, I don't know how true that is.

Listen, I`ve always been the tall girl. I thought I was weird because, by the time I reached first grade, I had outgrown half of the boys in my class and most of the girls weren't growing as fast as me. I had it honest though. My father was about 6 feet tall and all of my aunts on that side were tall women. Needless to say, I took after them. I was self conscious about my height because I thought, girls were supposed to be shorter than boys, why couldn't`t I just be the average height for a woman. But then, I got older and I saw tall women start to be named under categories such as; beauty, statuesque, glamour, etc, and i thought to myself, well maybe being tall ain't that bad. When I started wearing heels, people would often ask, why don't you model? Guys, I cant even stand up in the club too long in these heels, why would I try to walk on a runway? Plus, I have too much meat on my bones to hang with those sistas. I cant be doing the bread and water diet for a fashion show. Y'all obviously don't know me very well. I have heels in my closet now that I don't wear because I cant even walk to my car in them without bending my knees, but I could walk in them in the store when I bought them. Damn cheap shoes. Never trust a bargain.

Then of course there`s the issue of dating. Here`s the deal, I`m 5`8 on flat feet, 6`0 in some sneaker wedges, and about 6`3-6`4 in those heels that make me look like an amazon. I`m not trying to be out here looking like I`m dating my son. I know what you`re thinking, "Britney, you`re shallow" or "What if that short man is supposed to be your husband?" Look, there are some sexy short men out here that I wish I could date, unfortunately, they attract shorter women, which is great, they look good together. I want to look good with my man too. You cant be mad at me for that. Y'all know y'all don't want the tall chick anyway.

The moral of the story is, wear whatever shoes you want.

P.S. I have been doing my sit ups. My stomach looks flat in this picture don`t it?..... It`s not.

-BRIT

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