Measuring up
I’m quite tall for a woman, so I spent most of my teenage years and early twenties convinced that I was never going to fall in love because there were hardly any boys taller than me. When you stop to think about it, deciding on a life partner by height is a ridiculous concept. As long as one of you can reach things on the top shelves, then what’s the issue?
Kevin Hart obviously disagrees with me, as quite a few of his wedding photos seem to be orchestrated to make sure that he doesn’t look shorter than his bride. He plainly is shorter than her, and at some point in their lives, they are going to be photographed next to each other. Are we just going to accept that he’s shrunk? Maybe he should get over his insecurities.