They asked me why I was wearing heels, and I said, I'm trying to hide my ass. They gave me a prosthetic behind.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I'm typically not a heels person.
Two stops after I got on, these two unbelievable short people got on, and the way they were looking at me, I could tell. They wanted to bite my ankles!
They showed this one beautiful picture of me recently and they had all the things that I had done. I thought it was a great compliment for everybody to think I've had plastic surgery.
I see my face in the mirror and go, 'I'm a Halloween costume? That's what they think of me?'
I got my heel stuck in a drain as I was crossing the street and cars were coming. It was really scary. A girl in heels in New York is a hard combination.
They shaved a little piece of bone off my small toe. You see, you balance yourself a certain way and this toe had grown under the other ones. So he cut it loose, where I could balance myself and it makes me walk straight.
They kept me in short pants as long as they could, until they were shaving the hair on my legs because it was beginning to photograph.
They put me in a whole body suit, from my neck to my ankles. It was so bad, I couldn't straighten my legs.
I wear heels. It's not for a fashion statement, it's... ammunition.
I don't really know on the jobs I don't get - nobody calls me up and says, 'Yeah, you were too tall!' I don't know if it was that or one of a bunch of other factors. But it is awkward. I can't wear heels.