So, are there good things about being the shortest girl in every class? Of course there are! I’ve put together a list of the 10 best things about being short… and honestly, I wouldn’t have my body be any other way.

You can shop in the kids section for clothes, which is MUCH cheaper.

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Yeah, people’s bodies are smushed in your face, but it’s also waaaay easier to squeeze through crowds when you’re tiny, so, worth it.

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Wait, people have trouble finding leg room on buses and airplanes and trains? Never had that issue. #sorrynotsorry

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Because of my height, people always assume I’m super innocent, so I can basically get away with anything. *evil laugh*

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Also, I’ll always look younger than I am. That may be annoying now, but it won’t be when I’m 40.

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I can fall asleep on any couch anywhere and be comfortable because I’ll always fit.

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I generally don’t have to worry about hitting my head on anything, which is nice.  

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Skirts and dresses are never too short on me. And I can always get them hemmed if I need to. Score one for the short girl. 

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Short dudes automatically love me and it’s obviously super easy to date them. We make for a pretty adorable couple.

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Oh, and if I ever want to be taller? All I need to do is put on a pair of good heels. Werk.

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Are you short also? Which of these things do you agree with the most? What did I miss? What’s your favorite thing about being short? Tell me in the comments!

 The 10 Best Things About Being Tall

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While I’ve always loved my height, I have to say that there are some things about being short that really, really suck. I think every petite girl out there will be able to relate to this list, because, let’s face it, this stuff has happened to all of us who will never, ever fit the modeling mold, no matter how hard we try. Check out these 10 things that suck about being short:

When other people rest their arms on your shoulder like they’re so clever. 

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When someone laughs at you because you can’t reach something. IT’S NOT FUNNY. 

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When people pat your head and tell you you’re “so cute!” 

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When your jeans never, ever, ever fit, even supposed “petites” and “shorts.” Who are those made for, exactly? 

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When people say, “you’re so short!” like you’ve never looked in a mirror before. Thanks, but I was aware of my height before you helpfully notified me. 

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When a kindergarten class walks past you and you fit in too well.

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Standing in a crowd and not being able to breathe because everyone’s armpit is in your face.

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When you date a really tall guy. Kissing is difficult. 

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Whenever you sit down, your feet dangle. I JUST WANT TO PUT MY FEET ON THE FLOOR. 

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The way people will always think you’re younger than you are… even though you’re just short. 

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Are you short? What do you think the worst thing about being short is? Can you relate to this list? Tell me in the comments!

The 10 Worst Things About Being Tall

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When I meet people, I tend to want to make a good first impression, you know? No rude comments, no weird off-color jokes. But apparently some other people don’t feel that way. Let me explain.

I met this girl through a friend and although we’d hung out at parties and stuff, I was really excited to get to know her better and maybe become real friends. I asked her if she wanted to meet me in the food court at the mall one Saturday. She said sure and I knew it would be awesome.

So, there I was, standing in front of Hot Dog On A Stick with my cherry lemonade in-hand when she shows up. Big smile. Big hug. Big weird rude comment! Seriously. The first thing she said to me was, “Wow. You’re really short! Like, are your parents little people, too? Or are you like, the runt of the litter?”

I just stood there stunned. I mean, I’m five feet tall, so yes, I know I’m short–but we’d met before, so she should have known that. Plus, it’s so rude to comment on someone’s body like that! You wouldn’t walk up to a heavy girl and say, “Wow. You’re so fat! Are your parents obese, too?!” That’s just insanely rude. . . so why is it okay to make me feel like some kind of freak for being short?

Let’s just say that after her rude comment, I wasn’t as interested in shopping with her all day. We got pizza, I said I had to dash. As for our friendship, it was as “short” lived as our lunch.

Has anybody ever tried to make you feel bad about your body–whether you’re short or not so short? Do you ignore rude comments or call people out on them? Tell me about it in the comments!

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I first realized I was short when I was in middle school. In my small Catholic school, our teachers used to line us up by height every day. I was always in the front, tied for first position with my equally tiny friend Damary. Whether we were walking into the cafeteria for lunch, filing into church, or going outside for recess, I was almost always leading the group. The boys would giggle as we took our position and say things like, “Are you guys ever going to grow?” Whatever, they had cooties anyway.

At first, I assumed I would grow to be tall. I thought that by eighth-grade graduation, I would have taken my place in the back of the line with the other long-legged kids in my class. But then, during a weekly visit to my very Italian great-grandma, I realized that she was 4’10, and I started to get worried. Later, I noticed that one of my older cousins, at 5’7, stood towering over the majority of my family. I heard a 19-year-old cousin talking about how she had finally realized she was done growing. She was 5’0. Things started to look bleak.

One day, I came home and complained to my mom about my height. “Will I ever grow?” I wailed to her. “Will I always be in the front of the line of everything?” My mom just smiled and told me the truth: my family is tiny (like a lot of Italian families), and there was no getting around that.

I was devastated at first (my dreams of being a supermodel suddenly seemed ridiculous), but I got over it pretty quickly. For one thing, I enjoyed being called petite. To my younger self, it sounded like “princess” (I have no idea why), and obviously, being a princess was my ultimate goal in life, so there was that. For another thing, I noticed that all of my older cousins who I looked up to were short – and that made it much more cool.

At 14-years-old, I had reached 5’0, and I knew in my heart I was done growing (and I really was). I embraced being short. Not only could I squeeze through crowds better than anyone I knew, but boys were always calling me “cute” and “adorable” and resting their arms on my shoulders. Okay, that last part got seriously annoying after a while, but it was fun when I was younger.

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Honestly, I can’t tell you the main reason why I started loving my height – I just accepted that I was always going to be short, and I decided to own my vertically challenged genes instead of resent them. I remember complaining about my height to one of my best friends, who was nearing 6’0. She groaned and said, “Don’t even start. You’re so lucky that you’re tiny. I wish I could shrink to your height.” That day, I realized that the saying “the grass is always greener on the other side” was true. Maybe I was jealous of the tall girls, but maybe those tall girls were jealous of me, too. It was silly to me. Why obsess over something you can’t change?

Don’t get me wrong–there are definitely some annoying things about being short. It’s a little bit embarrassing when eight-year-old kids are towering over me. I always have to ask for help when trying to get something on a high shelf, and for some reason, people always find that really amusing. I also have a baby face, so I’m almost always mistaken for being at least five years younger than I actually am (but I’m told I’ll appreciate that one day).

Oh, and I’m never thrilled when new people I meet feel the need to tell me I’m petite. Example: “Wow, you’re so short! How tall are you?” Thanks for the (rude) reminder, guys, but I do own a mirror. I’m fully aware of my height.

But in the end, I would never trade my height with anyone (and if I really want to add a few inches, I know how to rock a pair of heels). Being short is just a part of who I am–and that might sound corny, but I like to think of it as one of my defining features. It makes me stand out. I’d rather embrace it than hate it any day.

Are you short? Or are you tall? Do you wish you were a different height? Tell us about it in the comments.

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