I think this is one of the flaws of all of us being internet friends and never actually meeting in person: I don’t know how tall any of you are. And no one knows how tall I am.
Let the record show that I am 5’2″. I’ve been that height probably since high school. I definitely didn’t go through any growth spurts. My mom’s side is tall; my grandfather was incredibly tall and my uncle is around 6 feet tall. Meanwhile, my dad’s side is on the shorter/average height side, and we all think I got my height from my dad’s side.
Part of my office wardrobe—when I’m actually going into work—include heeled boots and sandals, so I get a few inches of manufactured height. But it’s a weird feeling when I take them off and go back to my normal height.
I’ve always wanted to be a bit taller, maybe around 5’5″ but I’m not sure what benefits that would bring me. Maybe I could buy regular length pants instead of petite pants? Or would be able to reach things better? Would my quality of life increase because of being a few inches taller? We may never know.
What It’s Like Being 5’2″:
- It wasn’t until late high school/early college that I realized—or found out—that jeans can come in different lengths. I obviously buy the short or petite styles, but sometimes those are even too long.
- I have the benefit of wearing heels without feeling weird, not to say that tall girls can’t not wear heels. You do you, girl.
- I have to adjust my driver’s seat so that I’m close enough to reach the gas and brake pedals but not too close to the steering wheel and airbag.
- I’ve climbed on the kitchen counters plenty of times, much to my parents’ dismay.
- Sleeping in a twin size bed has never been a problem.
- I’m weirdly good at navigating my way through crowds. I’m not sure if it’s because I’m little and can squeeze through crowds.
- I’m so used to everyone else being taller than me and it’s rare to find someone shorter than me.
How tall are you? Do you like your height? What are the pros and cons of being your height?