I am 5″11 or 1,79m for the metric amongst us. This is not short for a woman. In fact I am taller than the average for women in every country around the world and a good deal of the male averages too. In fact there are only a couple of European countries where the male average is taller than me. Wiki is such a useful place. All the height info is here
While there are definite advantages to being tall one of them is not the ability to wear high heel shoes. Although I did wear these on my party, it is just not something I do on a regular basis.
I know high heels make your bum and legs look great and all those things , but I land up feeling like Brienne from Game of Thrones, although admittedly she is 6,3″ ( with heels I am not far off) I just feel a little ridiculous. So I have been confined to flat shoes most of my life. I am not complaining much as I like flat comfortable shoes. Being a nurse I needed comfortable shoes and the same is true being a mom of 3.
But there are some pretty shoes out there! At the moment I am lusting after these, they are by a company called Fluevog and cost $299! (a mere R2996 without postage and import costs)
I want to wear them with hand knitted socks like these Ardwinna socks on Ravelry
I am now on a mission to combine cute knitted socks and shoe. My mom brought me some Groundcover Mary Jane’s in fuschia for my birthday and Carle knitted me some great socks
But what to wear with them? Jeans are okay and my default item, but a cute skirt would look so much better. Like this example Clare from Yarn and Pointy Sticks Blog had of Hedera socks by Reecie
I hate housework, I already blogged about not ironing but I hate the rest too. Dishes especially. It actually hurts, being freakishly tall, as Yme calls me, means that basins made for standard height people are actually painful to use when you are tall, so not only does the act of washing the dishes suck you land up with a spasm in your back too.
My mom has a little tile thing on the wall that says “dull women have immaculate homes” well lets just say that I could not be called dull if that was the measure. My business partner and good friend Barbara whom I miss terribly surpised me with a visit on Monday morning. I was in my PJs and the dishes were not done. It was far far from immaculate! But I know she loves me despite my lack of a spotless home. It did however make me wake up at 1:30am this morning to do the dishes. I had fallen asleep early and had not gotten around to doing them before. I hate waking up to dirty dishes it just starts the whole day off badly.
So call me spoilt or lazy or untidy or just too damn busy with a business, home school and other stuff to see housework as anything but a monumental pain in the butt, well the back actually.
Well I am not sure anyone gets compliments on their feet but being a girl with size 8 feet can suck. Cool shoes never come in the bigger sizes, and besides I am too tall to wear heels anyway.
But more than big, my feet are funny. People actually laugh at them. I have 4 long toes and one tiny runt. I used to joke with my mom that she had me too early before my toe had a chance to grow.
As you can see the toe nail polish is chipped and they really do not get a lot of love. My excuse at the moment is that I can’t really reach them!
So my feet are the thing I guess I have never been complimented on.