Category: The Perfect Fit (Advice and Links)

**uck — edited to add, after I washed this the bust point was riding closer to my armpit.  Damn me and my wishful thinking!  When will I learn that I can’t wear normal clothes??  Oh well, I’ll leave this here for those of you who aren’t 6′ tall.

CUBEC is a hole-in-the-wall Melbourne company selling pretty much only suits and things to wear with suits.

I have absolutely zero interest in owning a suit of any kind, but I did splurge on this pretty emerald shirt.  Why?  CUBEC has the best attitude ever.  They make alterations in house for almost every customer, so they cut their shirts long.  The only alteration I needed for an off-the-rack (!!) shirt was this dandy cuff change, and they did it free of charge.

It was a double-folded French cuff.  Now it’s a long single fold and falls to *exactly* the right length.  And — cufflinks!  I love cufflinks.

It’s not cheap to shop there but the fabrics are out of this world.  Anyway — I bought a $40 Target skirt last month that fell apart in the wash after 2 wears.  I figure I should get a heck of a lot more cost-per-wear mileage out of a top quality, cotton shirt.

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Some discussion in the Twitterverse led me to this story.  Alison Boshoff is an English lady of around my height, who hates being tall and wishes she was different. Very sad reading, and not only because of the cliched set of photos accompanying it (changing a lightbulb, getting a cereal box down from a high shelf… woo.)

She calls women our size “absolutely ruddy enormous”, which frankly leads me to think we could not be friends.  “Every so often,” she says, “I will meet a woman who is my height and be flattened by how freakish she looks.”

Thanks Alison!  Girlfriend!

But let’s address the real issue here.  The reasons Alison Boshoff hates her height are:

  • As a teenager, nothing fitted
  • She once had a horrible experience with pantihose heading down south
  • Clothes still don’t fit
  • When her kids find out she is taller than her husband, IT WILL BE AWFUL.
  • Men come up to her and say ‘you’re tall’.

Seriously.  I feel torn here between the impulse to give this poor woman a hug and the business card of a decent dressmaker, or a slug for the way she talks about tall girls.  ALL tall girls.  Self hatred is bad, but spreading the negativity is far worse.  If I had read that article as a miserable tall-teen, I’d have stooped especially low that day.

I can think of some  MUCH more serious issues than the ones that plague Alison, just off the top of my head.  We’re more prone to back and neck issues — I will carry an injury around from rowing for the rest of my life.   Long haul plane flights turn me into an advertisement for hot water bottles and Panadeine.  And occasionally, rude people call us things like “absolutely ruddy enormous.”

Wah, wah, wah.

I want to make some dot points of my own.  I hope they help someone — maybe some day Alison’s daughter will read this and I hope it helps.

  • Every woman hates — loathes — something about herself, and usually more than one thing.  If it wasn’t your height it would only be something else.
  • Beauty is as beauty does.  Compare Alison’s wedding photo to just about any photograph you care to name of Arienne Cohen (who is much taller than Alison, by the way).  They are both stunning.  The big difference between the two is confidence.
  • Thinking horrible thoughts about yourself will make you stoop.  Stooping will make you look miserable, reinforcing the ‘I’m awkward and nobody wants to date me or be my friend’ drama, and give you back pain.  So stop hating yourself, already.
  • Finding someone tall to date is hard?  That’s why the Gods created internet dating.  Use a filter if height is important to you.  If you fall in love with someone shorter, own it.  Is that person kind?  Funny?  Your best friend?  Surely that’s the main game?
  • Find a dressmaker and an alterationist.  Start now.  It doesn’t matter what age or income you’re at — if you can only afford one pair of pants every year, make it one that fits.
  • Men, and women, will say some ugly things to you.   Some of it is jealousy, some of it is innuendo, and yeah, some of it is just rude.  Over the years you can learn to tell which is which.  Decide for yourself how to deal with it, but don’t get too wrapped up in it.  You stand out.  People will comment.  It’s human nature.
  • On that note: most people spend their lives trying to stand out and get attention.  You’ve been given a free pass.
  • Some things will cost more.  Shoes, clothes, furniture.  But your height will give you the opportunities you need to earn more, too, if you use it right, and I couldn’t say that about my brother’s (much more expensive) diabetes.

Most importantly, though, if a photographer wants to pose you getting a cereal box down from the top shelf, tell him you can see his bald spot.

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From $30 to $400, vive la difference

Yesterday I picked up a very special parcel.  My first ever, entirely custom made pair of shoes.  Mallouk Shoes in Sydney Road, Brunswick made these for me.  The shot below is of their very unprepossessing store front — hardly a sign to be seen — nestled in between a jeweller and an invitations store.

The exciting part: these shoes are 100% custom made.  You pick any heel height, any shade of leather, any clip or decorative fabric, and they will put it together for you.  They don’t bat an eyelid at unusual sizes or widths — in fact they were even a little insulted, I think, when I asked if they could make me an 11 and my Mum a wide 11 with room for her high arches — and they allowed me to supply scraps from my dress to use as the silk wrap, even matching it to a superbly soft, blush coloured leather.  I’m so in love.  They even organised a shoe fitting!  Oh, the luxury of it all…

So in case you didn’t guess (!!) these are for my wedding.  It’s coming up in six weeks — eek!  I don’t know if I could justify $400 for a single pair of shoes just any old time, but as a treat for a special day … they are so wonderful.  The verdict — I’m saving up for the next pair already.

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Mmmm, comfortable bridal shoes,  that’s what I’m talkin’ bout… (props to uglydress.com for the photo)…

There’s a perennial refrain heard around tall forums and tall blogs:

“Why can’t I buy nice clothes?  Why are all tall clothes so boring/ugly/just what my Grandma would pick out for me?”

Heres’ my two cents on why this is.  Bear with me on this, because it’s complicated, but this stuff is worth knowing.

Point One: Tall people are a very small market share.  Although there are more and more talls in this world, tall is still a teeny tiny slice of the market share in fashion (5% or less).  Clothes off the rack will fit normally proportioned ladies (that is, those of you who don’t have extra-long torsos or limbs, or any other complication) up to 5’10.   And there is a big difference between 5’10 and 6’3!!  So there are additional fitting difficulties involved even when pattern making for talls.

Imagine you’re a fashion designer.  However fabulous an artiste you are, you have to make money in order to keep making (and wearing) said fabulousness.  Each size costs money to develop and make, and tall adds complications to the pattern making process.  If you make a design and put a tall and a petite and an average and a plus shape in several sizes in each in every store you run, you are going to lose money.  You may not sell them all, and even if you do, the costs of production will almost certainly outweigh the profit made in sales.  This is why nobody does it.  That, and they don’t learn how to make different sizes in fashion school.

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Point Two: Tall people cost more in fabric.  This is not a valid argument IMHO, but I do hear it a lot.  Manufacturers can make or break on how much fabric is wasted in a design.  The argument isn’t a great one, though, because are a bunch of tall women sitting on a bunch of money that they want to spend on clothes.  It’s piling up because there’s nowhere to spend it.  Designers just have to be a bit smart about the supply chain.

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Point Three:  ‘Affordable’ Clothes are Made in China.  When consumers expect a garment designed, fabricated, sewn and delivered for &5.99, it has to be made in places you wouldn’t care to visit using labor processes you wouldn’t care to see.  This has implications for fit, too.  I recently met a lovely lady who runs sample production for a huge Australian chain.  Her problem: since production moved offshore, the fit is getting narrower and smaller.  Trying to control this from Australia is a nightmare — and she makes clothes for petite and average teens!

In a factory where they’re trying to save fabric costs, little bits of fabric will be shaved off in ‘inconspicuous’ places like the crotch and hem.  These are places tall girls can ill afford to lose length.

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Point Four: Providing Sizes Outside the Norm Make Precious Designers Feel Ill.  I run a custom clothing service and most of my clients are bigger and taller than usual.  Hang around a fashion school, or what’s easier, watch a little Project Runway, and you’ll soon understand why.  Many ‘cool’ designers are body snobs and they only want to see their garments on bodies that look like Iman’s. They learn on size 10 samples (seriously, that’s all some of them make for all 3 years of design school) and that’s how they ‘see’ their clothes.

The result of all this:  companies that do offer tall versions of their lines will offer only ‘sure bets’ — that is, designs that offend nobody.  Black and brown flats.  Inoffensive tops.  A top that’s made in ten different colours for average sizes will come in black only for talls, and that’s if you’re lucky.  And large-company tall specialists, likewise, will try to please all of the 5% or so of women who shop at tall specialists.  They follow the trends one season behind, not creating but interpreting and copying.  The result is predictable — and so are our wardrobes.

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