For as long as I’ve had conscious thought, I’ve known I was tall and fat. I cannot think of a single moment in my entire forty-three years where I wasn’t keenly aware of my too…
Posts tagged On being tall
I Have Always Turned Heads: What it’s Like Being a Physical Other
There is a lovely essay by Sarah Einstein in Salon, making the rounds of my Facebook friends. In it, Einstein talks about being a plain woman married to a beautiful man. She talks a lot…
Supergenius vs. The Aggressive Submissives
For as long as I have talked about my height on the Internet, I’ve attracted the attention of submissive men. There is something about a freakishly tall, large woman that make a lot of submissive…
Showering & What It’s Like to be So Tall
“What’s it like to be so tall?” Is a question I get asked on a nearly daily basis from strangers I meet out in the world, from people I know, and from curious Internet looky-loos….
The Perils of Being a Freakishly Tall Music Fan
The first concert I ever paid my own money to attend was Bell Biv DeVoe (now ya know) at the Met Center in (I think) the spring/summer of 1991. A longtime New Edition fan, I…
Geek Love, Invisibility & Being an Other
I kicked my reading New Year off by turning to a longtime favorite, Geek Love by Katherine Dunn. This is a book I’m pretty sure I discovered in the dusty upstairs of The Book Peddler,…
Connoisseurs
This is the more I had to say about Sexy Baby. Apparently Friday is the new tomorrow. P.Holt was a project manager when I was a copywriter at Jasc, a little software company in Eden…
A Pain Above the Ass
Nothing makes you feel old and useless like hurting your back. For anyone who has ever injured their back I don’t have to tell you how much it sucks. This is probably the third time…
Why I Don’t Wear Green
The title is a lie. Kind of. I wear green all the time in the privacy of my own home. I have a pair of hurt-your-eyes-green pajama pants that I love and used to wear…
On Never Shutting Up
When I was a precocious, annoying, twenty-year-old I took a Women’s Lit class. It was awfulmazing, equal parts awful and amazing all at the same time. It was a summer class with maybe a dozen…