I’m Under 5’3″, and These Are the Petite Staples I Swear By
December 09, 2021 at 06:05AM I remember the first time I was mistaken for a child as an adult. I was travelling on a bus to my job at the time, and the bus driver asked me what school trip I was going on, assuming I was part of the gaggle of kids on the same bus. Reader, I was 21. For that reason, for a long time, I bemoaned my 5'3’’ height. I hated that I had to ask people to reach things for me in shops and that I’d still get ID’d well into my 20s. And that’s before I’ve even discussed issues with clothes and finding the right pieces to fit my frame.Now that I’m in my mid-30s, not only do I love it if I get asked for proof I’m over 18, but I’ve also managed to hone down the ultimate…