Would any of you lovely tall folks have time to comment on my bathroom sink thread ? Thoughts/advice would be gratefully appreciated. Thanx ! 
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Twice I have had to pay extra for bridesmaids dresses to get extra length. That’s extra money for bridesmaids dresses, people. A dress I will never wear again and don’t look good in anyway, I have to pay more for. I’m close to $400 dollars spent on these 2 dresses.
Where are all the tall women in this thread living?! I’m 6’4" and have never dated anyone over 5’8" (she was the only woman I’ve ever been able to comfortably dance with). I met a woman who was 6’3" once and asked her out, but she was a lesbian (no, she wasn’t just letting me down; I met her girlfriend). I still keep an eye out for the tall ones, but just never seem to meet them.
I totally identify with all the stories of being oversized at a young age. My mother wouldn’t let me go trick or treating after I was about 12, even though my brother went until high school. But in retrospect, I was 5’9" at age 12.
I went up three shoe sizes in my two years of junior high, and wore a size 13 at age 13. When I was 14, as part of a project my 9th grade science class measured everyone in the class, including the teacher. I came in at 6’1" and 218 pounds, easily bigger than teach.
In high school, when my 5’3" mother (who looked younger than she was) and I went out to eat, people thought we were dating. It boosted her ego, but I found it mortifying.
The only car I’ve ever ridden in that had adequate headroom and visibility is the old Volvo I drive right now. I hate, Hate, HATE bucket seats and center-mounted automatic transmission levers! Give me those post-mounted transmission levers and those old table seats that went straight across. They’re damn hard to find in anything but pickup trucks now though.
I’m lucky about getting clothes. I have a long torso but only have a 32-inch inseam, so I can still go out and buy pants, although I’ve gotten so fat lately my waist is getting hard to find. But I have to order extra-tall shirts. Being able to order stuff online has been a godsend. TIP to all the other tall people on here: check out Old Navy’s website. Unless you’re NBA big, you can get what you need there.
I’m just shy of 5’11". I had no idea there were so many like me out there! All my friends are around 5’1" or 5’2". It does make me feel ridiculous at times.
FYI, www.gap.com allows you to order extra-long lengths in their jeans…which is a 36" inseam. That’s too long even for me:).
I don’t envy those that are 6’3+ now that I have read this thread. Though I still wish I were taller. I used to be 5’9 (that is what the military measured me at), and somehow I lost half an inch. (only 25) Don’t know how it happened, but it did somehow. Even being 5’9 I have noticed feelings of being short. Two inches sure can seem like a lot. My Circle of friends go something like this: 5’11-best friend, my old group of friends I role played with and such were all pretty tall. One was 6’5, the other was a bit taller, 6’6 perhaps. At that height tall is tall to me. The other is only 5’10. I am the shortest of all my friends. At work there is only a few guys shorter than me. Three guys on my shift alone are 6’4-6’6. Several more are 6’-6’3.
Perhaps when I get into school I will feel taller and there will be more shorter guys. I can’t imagine how it must feel to be a guy and be even shorter.
While I feel relatively short (5’10" checking in) compared to some of you, I feel like I sob have come home.
I was the tallest person, let alone being the tallest girl, until 7th grade when some of the boys hit puberty. I wore a size 9 shoe in 8th grade. In some ways, I liked it. I revelled in wearing 3" heels, looking out over the masses.
Then life set in. I was lucky, my first fiance was 6’6", so I felt very comfortable with him. He ruined it for me, and now I feel uncomfortable dating men under 6’. The last super serious relationship I was in ended when he said he did not like going out with me in public because I made him feel short. Well, he was 5’7". That’s short. I will not live my life in flats to appease him.
You want to bitch about shopping? The wore a 32"x38". VERY difficult to find. (We won’t even go into the hell finding dress shirts for the man. You add an 18" neck with 46" chest and small waist–$$$)
For me, the “regular” clothes did not fit. Pants hit right above the ankle bone. In high school I always wore socks over the hem of the pants so I didn’t look like I had on highwaters. Or I wore boots. Thank dawg this was the 80’s and bad taste reigned. I did not enter a “Tall Girls” store until I was 16. Who were they kidding by calling a Tall Girls store? Blech. But I dealt with the no-name ickyness just so I could have a pair of jeans that were long enough. Shirts? Being a swimmer, I had (have) a broad back. This year is the first year I bought a womans coat. My favorite leather trench? Mens, size XL. Fit in the back and chest and was long.
My goal at home is to raise the kitchen cupboards. I have made due with rickety “lift” so I can bake without stooping over to mix. I try to make as much at home, as going out to eat can be a pain. You cannot cross your legs under any of the tables at restaurants!
BUT, one amusing side note, here at work a friend and I tend to go on breaks together. She is also 5’10", and not thin. We tend to scare people when we walk out of the elevator together. 
Fortunately my aunt and uncle (both really tall themselves) custom-built their house, so everything is at a proper, convenient, huge scale. The sinks and counters, etc. are all easy for me to reach. The ceilings are very high and airy. The fridge could provide a small family with plenty of living space.
When I left their house, however, I discovered the rest of the world didn’t fit me. I’m always bending and stooping and the seats at the college aren’t quite big enough. I’ve been spoiled! sob!
Lizard – I’m from Mississippi. My entire family is tall, and the men tend to be broad as well. My cousins are the only men I’ve ever met who can make me feel small – one cousin is so tall that I have to stand on the first step of the stairs to hug him goodbye.
.:Nichol:.
Nichol: I find I have a problem with heights myself. Not too much though. My main problem though is gravity. I absolutely cannot downhill ski, rollerblade, skateboard or whatever along those lines. The instant I get on an incline I loose my sense of balance and end up flat on my ass. I can cross-country ski and rollerblade at the rollerhall’s though.
Swiddles: I can never wear heels. They drive me nuts. The most heel I have on my shoes is about an inch, or they have thick soles. I’m already tall enough at 6’1 I don’t see why they think I need the extra height. Just wearing my heeled boots (1" as stated above) I feel almost too much taller.
My brother is really tall as well. Last I checked he was around 6’2 and still growing as he’s only 13. I may have gained a little height myself, as I am not quite at the end of my growing years.
I’m 5’3". My pants–all my pants are invariably about two inches too long. I buy petites, which are supposedly for people from 5’2" to 5’5" but always end up being made for the taller end of the scale. Here’s an idea: why don’t I give you tall people the extra two inches off my pants? That way everyone’s happy.
Don’t get me started on shoes. Not only do I wear a half-size, but I need them in wide. If I don’t get to the store the day the inventory comes in, I’m SOL.
Another shortie (5’ 2") checking in.
I have just one request from the tall folks, please refrain from stopping dead in a crowd and then turning at the waist to point something out to your companions or I’m going to have to start wearing a hockey mask everytime I go out. Thank you.
Oh, and the tallest guy I ever dated was 6’6’, the lovemaking making could be a breath-taking experience, especially if he was on top.
I hear ya, Obsidian. My work shoes, Modelistas, are these fairly expensive Italian shoes recommended to me as an alternative to Danskos. (ie: waitress shoes). One of the “features” both Danskos and Modelistas have are ergonomically designed heels that are a good 2.5-3 inch heel, designed to throw your weight forward on the shoe. Instead, it makes me a 6 foot towering waitress. Figuring out where to stand so the entire table can see me and I’m not giving anyone a crick in the neck is a pain. And the tables are at below-my-hip height, so getting really heavy bowls to the tables is fun. (It’s easier to carry a heavy plate or tray over your shoulder, using your bicept…)
I had a really close friend and coworker who was (and is still, I imagine…) 4’8". She wore 3 inch heels all the time, she said, so she could REACH the tables.
Yes, but you do realize (don’t you?)…that most of the short or medium height girls are thinking “gosh, I wish I were that tall and elegant looking”
My daughter is 5’10" and is a part time model (bridal/department stores, nothing fancy) and always says she wishes she were my height (5’6")or even shorter (we tell her she’s silly, she’s gorgeous the way she is!!).
Wide shoulders are a GOOD thing!!! So is a little extra padding (In my experience, skinny or completely “buff” guys are pretty mean, at least the ones I’ve dated), as for the pillows? Get one of those tempur-pedic ones (they can be squeezed into a small tight space).
My boyfriend is like you, a bit heavy and with He-Man wide, wide shoulders and the pillow does help!!
Thanks! I’ve got that bookmarked, and might start looking at a road trip!
Hal
I’m about 5’10", and I noticed something interesting at college. Due to the dorms I lived in and the classes I took, I ended up being around a lot of people of Indian and Asian descent. In that crowd, I’m pretty tall. Among any other group, I’m short. It’s kinda interesting, cause I’ve had both experiences. FWIW, I definitely prefer being taller.
I can completely understand with the height issue. I am a 6’1" female with size 12 or 13 (us) shoes. I have become quite used to it, because I have been this size since I was 13. I haven’t changed a whole lot in the last 12 years.
The biggest problem that I have experienced (besides the obvious clothes and shoes issues) is that when I worked in retail the cash counters were just lower than my waist. It gave me such back pain just to run the registers. To make it worse, customers continually commented on how uncomfortable I looked to be doing that in such a position. It is fairly obvious, you don’t need to point it out.
Fortunately for me, many of my friends are taller, so I don’t feel like a freak all the time.
Hey Shabadu, I know the feeling. I used to work in retail, and the POS iw had was about where my stomach is. Very strenuous and hard to work with.
Oh, and the cash drawer woudf always open about level with a relatively sensitive place on my body…ow.
Hey other 6 footers, don’t you hate it when your short friends say ''Get away from me.! You’re making me feel short!"? (or is it just me?)
Another 5’11" female checking in. I was always the tallest no matter where I lived, but now that I’ve moved to PA . . . Everyone’s so short here! I’m standing on the bus and I can see clearly over everyone’s head!
My pet peeves are people who feel utterly compelled to comment on my height, and people who get mad at me for wearing heels. I’ve had women come up to me at work and start telling me about their tall sons.
My mum always told me to be proud of my height, so I have no problem wearing 3" or 4" heels, but my friends and acquaintances apparently have a problem with it. The next person who says “But you’re so tall, why on earth would you wear heels?” is going to get a lesson in that it’s not a good idea to piss off someone who’s a foot taller than you!
Wow, I can really relate to this. I’m 5’2". On the bus, my feet don’t touch the floor–they dangle. I feel like a little kid. I slide around in the seat because I can’t get any purchase on the floor. If the bus stops short, I hit the seat in front of me.
Umbrellas also suck. I use the smallest umbrella I can find because I so do not want to poke someone’s eye out. So I usually get wet, because my small umbrella doesn’t really shelter me well. And I often tip the umbrella away from people so I don’t hit them in the face. They usually give me dirty looks anyway.
Funny how the same things bother us in different ways.