Saturday, March 31, 2007
I give up
Hi, my name is Bridget, and I'm short.
It's taken me almost 25 years to fully come to terms with this fact. Sometimes people say I'm "cute," "tiny," or "petite," but over the years I've come to realize that what they really mean is that I'm short.
In the past, I've tried everything to get around accepting my height. When I was young enough to think that we decided how tall we grew (those milk commercials lied to us!), I decided I'd be about 5'8. When it became obvious that that wasn't going to happen, I could at least say that I was taller than my mom and my sister (and I still am). And of course, I say I'm 5'2...but it's possible that I'm rounding up.
I also used to be scrupulous about wearing only shoes with heels. Not gigantic heels, but at least an inch or two of lift. Those days have finally come to an end. I broke down last September and bought these lovely shoes:
They were so comfortable, and so easy to put on, and so versatile, that I just had to overlook the fact that they add nothing to my height. And I haven't regretted it. I went out and bought another pair the other day while they were on sale, to have on hand when my current pair wears out.
And now they're coming out with all these cute ballet flats. I think I'll buy a pair to celebrate my coming to terms with myself. Because really, they are just so darn cute!
Bonus: did you know that the upper part of the shoe (where the bow is on this particular model) is called the vamp? I didn't, until today.
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