I was told today at work that I have to be a model at the fashion show that we’re having in two days.
A model in the fashion show in two days. The fashion show in two days that people are going to watch and look at and pay to be at.
I am five foot tall! I saw the other models today, and they’re bleeding giants! Why??? Why do people insist on putting me in situations where I will look stumpier than I already do? It doesn’t help that we don’t actually stock my clothes size, so I’m going to end up looking like a stumpy little tent lady standing next to these elegant, beautiful giant ladies.
Like, I get the whole no-size-zero thing and all but what people seem not to have taken into account is the fact that I’m only five foot tall and can’t find clothes that fit me. Children’s section clothes are fine and all but 99% of the time they’re ugly as fuck.
This girl from work described me yesterday as a chirpy chipmunk and I think that’s one of the nicest things anyone’s ever said about me.