Don’t you just hate petite girls? I do. Not just skinny, mind you, but small-framed.
The ones with tiny little bones who can get solid bangles on over their delicate hands and fit into the cute little tops with quirky designs that they sell in kooky boutiques.
Not the girls who use cigarettes as appetite suppressants and then get 50% of their weekly calorie intake from Vodka and Redbull. They’re just skinny and I console myself with the secret thought that they’ll age badly. heh heh.
Alright, yes, I’m just jealous. Of course I am.
I have always been Amazonian, rather than Elfin. So even if I chain smoked like one of the aunts in The Simpsons and picked at my food I’d still be taller and wider than most women. And quite a few men.
Still, at least I can reach things on high shelves, right?