Or maybe not.

But I think it does.

Because it's true sometimes you see a couple and you're like, dude she's quite taller than he is. And maybe that's sexist.

Or maybe it isn't.

It's interesting, at least. :-)

On first glance, I definitely thought the one on the far right was the "real" photo and the others were manipulated. Which is doubly stupid because I'm tall enough that I'm often taller than the guys I date or interact with. Sigh.

So when did we ever get the idea that height meant hierarchy?

Bunnyfire: remember the Sesame Street puppets demonstrating cooperation? The one who has the hands stretched out over his head, which can't bend at the elbow, can reach the fruit, but not eat it and the one with the stumpy arms that can't reach higher than his mouth can eat the fruit but not pick it?

Height = ability to reach fruit. :)

Or height means the ability to see predators on the savanna from further away. Or maybe it's just that when you have to stand on your toes to kiss him, you're all off-balance and woozy and that just makes you think you're head over heels in love.

"It won't last,
not at all.
He's too thin,
she's too tall."

I'm about a half inch taller than The Husband. My scattered past includes three shorter or same-ish size guys. All well built, though. Wait, no, E was pretty elfin. Never gone Real Tall, either. Well not on a sustainable basis. Probably because my father was 5'10 - ish.

I do reach the fruit sometimes. He says - "can you reach that? You've got longer arms." Then he cooks it or puts it in the light socket or whatever needs to be done with the "fruit." There is wisdom in the Sesame Street.

I can reach fruit. I just climb the tree. Or alternatively, shake the tree. Or alternatively, use intellect and tools and create a long, forked stick to get fruit with. Or stand on a friend's shoulders. Or just wait for the fruit to get overripe and drop, and then make it into booze.

As humans have, throughout history!

I'm 5'6".

ps - it makes one wonder - portrait poses up through the present day often feature one spouse sitting, one standing. I wonder if that just makes dealing with the question of representing height a little easier.

I can run down an antelope on the open plain, tear its throat out with my teeth, and be back at the hacienda in time for a siesta/fiesta. Fuck the fruit, man, I want the flesh.

I'm 6'3".

Antelope is great with a nice mango salsa, though.

You know what else is good with mango salsa? Grouper. And red snapper, too.

Actually, I'm not all that into the hunt and chase and kill thing. I'm into sitting on a giant veranda with a good book and having a nice senorita stop by with a cup of coffee, a jugo de naranja, and a basket of sweet rolls, all without my asking, muchas gracias.

Although she was nearly two inches taller than him, Princess Diana was always shown in official portraits as shorter than Prince Charles. It was only after their separation that she started wearing heels.

This thread needs more Kucinich.