on a tall day

as a teenager i started shopping in the childrens department for cardigans. at 5 feet 2.5 inches i learned quickly the US market wasn't made my size, especially with petite departments disappearing. one of the many reasons i love vintage aesthetic clothing is the size, or rather, the length. i like sweaters that hit at my low waist which translates to "cropped" styles, the childrens department, or vintage! these days i'm a modern 2 on top, 4 on bottom, and clothing myself feels like an art.

the best thing you can teach your petite child is how to sew! my sister and i were always the smallest in our class and my mom had a hunch we wouldn't even reach her modest height of 5 ft 4in. so we took up sewing projects along side of her as she worked on gala gowns and alterations for herself. my pants typically require 6 inches to be removed, skirts often 5 inches. between hand-sewing and quick machine alterations, i have a system down! (i also have piles of scrap fabric from hems that i need to find a project for, i think a new dress from hems would be kind of funny.)

it's not just clothing, my feet are also a itty bitty US size 5.5. this is frustrating when you find most shoes start at a size 6 & will instantaneously slip off your heel. hello internet, this is how i buy my shoes. when i do stop into mega retailers such as nordstrom rack (cause i'm all about deals!), there is also the obstacle of competitive Asian grandmas in the little feet aisle. seriously! sometimes i think i'm the only person who notices, but these ladies shove their big carts along and take up as much room as they can for first dibs on spotting shoes... it's a thing. you gotta be crafty to get around them.

another fun petite thing is having everything out of your reach. i get a descent amount of stretching in each week with trying to grab items out of cupboards or off grocery store shelves. best advice here are cute stepping stools (i use an antique kitchen stool everyday, though i still climb on the counter top fairly often as well...) and tall friends (grateful for my 6ft 5in boyfriend, and simultaneously sympathetic to his "tall" problems. being too long for an average bed for instance).

at work, i'm the first person to ask when something is stuck in a vase because my hands are the smallest, naturally.

i'm not the tiniest person out there, but i feel the struggle.
by the way, for the namesake of this post, on a tall day, i stay i'm 5ft3.

1 comment:

Milla said...

Hahah! This post is awesome. I used to have tiny feet 5.5-6 but in my old age I've gotten to where it's really more comfortable for me to wear size 6.5-7. My feet are definitely tiny, yet wide. I also totally feel you on the shortness and reaching issue. It's hella annoying how everything is out of my reach. Short people of the world, unite and take over!