Ever since I was a wee-little thing, I was attracted to the taller of sorts, and now.... still a wee-thing, my preference still stands tall.
Taller the better????...... well, to the eye maybe...... but is the heightened atmospheric pressure a result of these latest 'short-comings'?
Mr. 6'2-
With virtual strangers praising our union.... who would have thought my general suspicion would aid in unmasking what looked to be the flawless man?! Though his grand stature in most areas of life encouraged me onward.... my quest towards love includes trust, consistency, humility, and quite honestly a full head of hair. I just didn't see any of that in the future.
Mr. 6'4-
Just read 'Morning After Pill'.... if height proves to be a guarantee to a strange man, Mr. 6'4 solidified it. I'm done and joining a Convent.
Mr. 6'7-
Well, (sigh) Mr. 6'7. A vision of plenty. A future in the medical field, air of distinguished tendencies, great eye for fantastic jewelry, a man of many dance moves, and master of the bowling alley, this could really go somewhere. Perhaps a weekend getaway of basking in the sun will do this tower of a man and I some good.
Does taller mean better..... is choosing a man much like choosing a car. When choosing option A... does that mean option B & C are soon to follow? Or can we customize the packages? Of course not.... but it would be nice.
The question on my mind. Does height always equal strangeness?
Well, not quite sure...... I'll keep you posted on this latest experiment with Mr. 6'7.
