Hey, Holly Burt, I feel your pain.
Holly Burt is a 22-year-old design student from Florida, USA. She is 6 feet 5 inches tall and her legs are 49.5 inches long. That is over 125cm of legs.
Burt is tall.
So tall in fact, that she MOVED TO ANOTHER CITY to find men tall enough for her tastes. “I have a rule that I won’t date anyone under 6ft 3in,” she told The Daily Mail.
Burt told The Daily Mail, “If I see someone in a bar who is taller than me I will go straight over and try to chat him up.”
And you know what? As a fellow tall girl, I feel Burt’s pain. I have been 5ft 11in since the age of 12. I definitely feel you on this one, Holly.
I have the same rule. I’m sorry not sorry, but I don’t want to date men who are shorter than me.
I also know what it’s like to spot Mr Tall Man and immediately start planning your life together, before pausing to ask yourself:
I know what it’s like to feel that pang of jealously and have that voice in your head scream “BUT IT’S JUST NOT FAIR!” when you spot a not-so-tall lady with a boyfriend over 6ft 5.
Burt said, “Back in middle school I was called daddy long legs, tree or giraffe.”
I know what it’s like to have to laugh politely and say “the weather ‘up here’ is fine.”
Unlike Burt, I don’t play basketball. But I know what it’s like to be asked if I do. Or if I play volleyball. Or netball. Or any sport where height is an advantage.
(I don’t.)
I know what it’s like not to be able to see your hair AND your feet at the same time in a ‘full-length’ mirror or photograph.
I know what it’s like to have people exclaim, “Gosh! You’re tall,” as if they are the first person to have noticed it.
I know what it’s like to have been made to stand in the back row of school photos, when all you wanted was to sit cross legged on the floor like all the other girls.
I know what it is like to be told, “But you’re so tall. You don’t need to wear heels.” No I don’t, nor does anyone really. But I want to. And I’m going to.
Holly Burt, I get you.
And I’m very pleased to hear that “New York is full of tall, hot men.”
So excuse me, I’m off to pack my bags and buy a ticket to The Big Apple.
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It would be interesting to see where both of these women are
romantically in 10 years. Here is how Ithink it will go based upon a women I knew years ago, name Heidi.
She was a degreed professional in the oil business. And you couldn’t miss her. She was 5’11”, blonde hair, with blue eyes
and about 22. She had broad curvy hipsand an hour glass waist and thigh gap. She, needless to say, she got the attention of single men.
One Saturday, at the pool, I was catching rays and drinking
beer with some of the other guys in the complex, when one man I knew walked up to the group of us. He stated that he had proposed to Heidi, and she had turned him down. He approached us in the off chance that someone might know Heidi and put the good word in for him with her. No one in the group was a close friend with Heidi, but it didn’t matter. She did not change her mind concerning the potential suitor. Sometime later, I was at a different pool in the same complex. There was a water polo
game in progress, one man with a boom box was playing about 10 feet from me, and about 10 feet in the other direction were two girls from the group talking about how Heidi had rejected two other guy's marriage proposals. I wasn’t getting all the details of the conversation due to noise at the pool and that fact I didn’t really care, so I don’t know if the two girls were jealous of Heidi getting the attention of these two men, or if these women were mocking these guys as losers, due to Heidi rejecting them.
Fast forward 12 years, one child and one divorce later. A friend wanted me to join a dating agency. I said before I join, I wanted to see what some of the single girls in the agency looked like. There
as a set of binders of single women separated by age. In the binder, were pages of women. At the top of the page, in about 1 inch high letters was the girl's name, then a 2"x3" photo and 3-4 paragraphs that she wrote of herself. I was handed the binder and started looking. When I got to sheet 8 or 9, I noticed the name Heidi. I took a good look and it was her, all 5'11". I quickly read her paragraphs. I remembered a phrase of one sentence, it
read, “34 years old, never married, no children.” I thought how could this be? I knew of three men who wanted to marry her, and in the 12 years that had passed since I last saw her, there must have been more. How could this be? What had she done in those 12 years? How was it possible she never married? Given all the advantages she had, what did she do to make her childless spinster? What do you have to do to keep yourself single when you are blessed with so many physical advantages?
If in a social setting, if she were not the most desirable girl, she certainly was one of the more desirable girls. Now, at 34, she was
advertising for a mate. What had she done with her life? How was it possible she never married? Did she think at the age of 34, she would have a bigger and better selection of single males than when she was 24?
I suspect in her 20's, she had a male qualification list as long as her in inseam, and if a male were lacking any of these parameters, he was rejected.
I also suspect that during her early years, she was used to getting plenty of male attention, and assumed the future would be like her past. Why would it change? And in her years 21-26, she most likely was the crème de la crème. But as she entered her late 20’s, much to her dismay, there were lots of younger girls, some prettier, and more approachable, meaning shorter. Now, she stood out like a sore thumb due to her height and age. Since the demand for tall men exceeds the supply, the men that would have approach her were in relationships and shorter men who years earlier had been rejected by taller women had been conditioned for rejection and did not approach her, as well. How her story ends, I do not know, for I did not join the dating agency.
Her actions and hers alone put her in the position of being a 34 year old childless spinster who was now advertising for a husband when years earlier she could have had any man she wanted.
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