
Tall. Lanky. Long. Ok, there’s no way around it, I’m bigger than you! Well, most likely.
It’s nothing new. I’ve been this way ever since I remember and I fricken love it. I even read an article this afternoon (that my grandma saved for me) explaining how beautiful tall women are. It practically made my day.
That’s when I decided I was going to blog about it. So, I went to search the internet for extreme examples of tall women, when I stumbled on a recent report by CBS. The title? What do tall women think about shorter men?
That’s when I got thinking about ALL the things we have to deal with during the day.
For instance at work; when I work with a shorter cameraman, we both struggle. It’s hard to shoot interviews when both my interview and I are nearly a foot taller. But there are good things too, we both see things at different angles and can point them out to each other.
I even remember worrying (before I graduated from SCSU) that I would be too tall to be in TV.
Here’s a big one! Clothes. For the life of me I cannot keep my shirt tucked in during the day. I was blessed with long everything, including a stomach. I swear I had to adjust my shirt at least 12 times today.
For the most part, life as a tall woman is really a blessing. But when you take a step back and realize just how much taller than I am compared to an average woman (5′ 4″) it’s amazing.
Oh and by the way, I’m 6′ 1″. No big whoop.


