6’ 1¾", 250 lbs, and more jolly than you can imagine (when I think about it).
All my sisters (older than me) shot up to 5’ 10" and got boobs when they were 12. I didn’t get taller than my mom until I was 16 (she’s 5’ 6"). I didn’t hit 5’ 10" (and couldn’t cultivate a beard)until I’d graduated from HS. I didn’t reach full height until I was 26. I’m seriously disappointed I never got as tall as my dad (6’ 3").
5’6.5"/brown (with some grey)/brown
my son will be 12 months old November 12
single - no contact with son’s father (thank god(s))
faithful yet faithless
wanderer
shy and reclusive
5’10"
280 lbs (a “woman of size” I believe we’re called )
blue/gray/green eyes
thick curly light brown/graying hair
Libra
Catholic
reserved, sarcastic, loyal, love my friends and ignore my enemies
I’ll post it all here so I don’t have to do it again.
6’4"
200 lbs (Though I look like I weigh 160, lean and mean)
Sept 1976
Virgo
Brown hair
Hazel eyes
Atheist
Single
Male
White
Programmer
300ZX, YZF600R
Rent
Movies, reading, riding my motorcycle, long walks off short piers
Word most used to describe me which I now despise: cute, babyface (when I shave)
There, that should cover the previous threads, and the next couple
Height: 5’11’’ or 6
Weight: about 150 pounds
Eyes: brown
Hair: black
By the way, for any women who felt strange being tall, I find tall girls attractive. The tall (about 6’) females I know seem to mostly prefer guys taller than themselves, though.
I might as well post the rest of my stats instead of feeling left out. That’s what happens when you neglect to read a thread before you post.
Height- 5’8" (as stated above)
Weight- about 125 lb.
Eyes- bluish grey
Hair- long, dark blond
Agnostic (technically Catholic)
Aries
Well about being tall… its not so bad I guess as long as you don’t mind hitting your head… doorways seem too short often (even if they are above my head they seem that way), the bars you hold on the bus are too low… anything set really low is hard to see because the short people crowd in front and so you can usually only glimpse a bit of it (I speak from experience. When I went to see the treasures brought up from the Atosha I had a heck of a time seeing them because they were a little below waist height for me and everyone assumed since I’m tall I could see…) It can be nice sometimes though… everything has its good and bad sides.
5 foot 1 according to my driver’s license.
I don’t trust them though. They said they subtracted for my shoes, but they never looked to see how tall my heels were under my long skirt.
The last time I was officially measure in school, I was 5’6 3/4". However, I’m taller than my mom who says she’s supposed to be 5’7". So either I’ve grown since then (I was 13), or she has shrunk.
I discovered something very, very bad about being tall today.
On rainy days your eye level is everyone else’s umbrella edge level. Caught a good one across my cheekbone by some idiot who didn’t figure out that their personal space had to include something pokey as well. It wasn’t all their fault, just a by-product of physical objects trying to occupy two spots at once, but it still hurt.
“O, how ripe in show
Thy lips, those kissing cherries,
tempting grow!
That pure congealed white,
high Taurus snow,
Fann’d with the eastern wind,
turns to a crow
When thou hold’st up thy hand”
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Act 3, Scene ii
And how does the short, wizened DRY react to Medea’s Child’s importunings?
“she hath urged her height;
And with her personage,
her tall personage,
Her height, forsooth,
she hath prevail’d with him”
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Act 3, Scene ii