Revelation

Yesterday, I realized that I am tall.

For the record: I'm 5 ft. 10.25 in. bare foot and 6' in dress shoes (i.e. work or church) and 6'1" - 6'2" in come hither heels.

This is an important revelation. In the back of my mind, I always knew I was tall, but I spent most of my time fixating on being fat. Wrap dresses never looked right because I'm fat, that belted (insert garment here) looks awkward on me just because I'm fat, the pants never break right because I'm fat.

However, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and realized that being tall has something to do with a lot of stuff being less than flattering on me.

Let me explain....I bought a belted trench coat from Wal-Mart. It's a nice enough coat, but there's something about it that didn't quite work for me. Because I really needed the coat, I just sucked it up and bought it.

Last night, I was wearing dress shoes and the coat looked really good on me. I took the shoes off and the coat looked wierd. I put my hands on my waist and that's when I figured out what was going on...the belt was about 2 inches above my natural waist. When I put the dress shoes on, my waist was raised two inches...and the belt hit where it should.

This was such an amazing revelation...wrap dresses never looked right on me because the ones that I was wearing weren't made for my long torso...ditto for belted things. Pants didn't break right because...the inseam was too short! And all these years, I beat myself up for being too fat to wear these things.

But all is not lost...there are still several styles that I can wear out there. I just have to be more choiceful about what I buy.

The biggest victory? I'm embracing my height and will no longer beat myself up because clothes that weren't designed for my legs or torso don't fit me right. I'll just move on to what works for me.