five foot nothin'

l-r topshop, topshop boutique, urban outfitters, alexander mcqueen, ashish, agent provocateur, topshop

my least favourite feature has always been my legs. no matter how much i tried to diet or go to the gym, they were the one thing that stayed as hated as before. yet somehow recently they have become the one part of me i can fathom, thanks to
walking up a incredibly steep hill to art school every day and more importantly countless pairs of high heels (and that is a wardrobe full of five inch plus platforms bought with the hope of not being referred to as "midget" anymore). i keep reading all the glossy magazines with their headlines proclaiming "THE DEATH OF THE KILLER HEEL" but until someone a) designs a suitable replacement that doesn't resemble something out of an amsterdam gift shop or b) makes my legs thin and long, i refuse to stop stomping around (and falling over) in the highest heels i can find.



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