Feast or Famine?
There are only two responses after walking out of a Fashion Week show that took place over the lunch hour. Hit the closest pizza joint and chow down (I will never be anything over 5’2 and 3/4…in fact I’m shrinking) or have the salad (not entirely uninspiring and I could stand to lose a few). The thing I’m so envious about in regard to tallness is that you have all this body to store your food in.
Compromise: just licked the bottom of my salad bowl… with full-fat Ranch dressing.
At the Jill Stuart show
September 15th, 2009 at 11:40 am
You are so funny. I’m 5′7” and still have to watch what I eat. The problem is, the taller and bigger you are, the more food you need to live by!
It really doesn’t work out for anyone. Someone needs to design a pill to keep all of our appetites in check so we can all look like runway models.
Come on! There must be a female entrepreneurial scientist out there looking to become a millionaire that can make something FDA approved for EVERYONE!