Alright, brief background here: my boyfriend is not a tall man, but I wouldn't consider him particularly short, either. He's 5'8". To 5'3" me, he's a perfect height. Plus, he's got a rockin' bod, and I'm insanely attracted to everything about him, so I wouldn't say his height matters much at all to me.
He was visiting me at my godawful liberal arts university (which I am transferring out of ASAP), and we were joking around with a group of girls in my hall (all pleasantly fit girls, except one obscene fatty with a half-shaved blue head and a septum piercing to exaggerate her likeness to a cow). My bf left to grab his water bottle, and fatty immediately turns to me and asks, "What, is he really good in bed or something?"
I'm like, "What?" I did not get the insinuation at all, because not to brag, but he's a good-looking dude.
"He's super short. Like, think about it, you can't even wear heels to your own wedding, you'd be taller than him."
My bf comes back with the water bottle before I can fully process what she's saying (I hate myself for being so slow), but I was seething. Who the fuck are you to insult my boyfriend like that? You're, what, 5'4" and 220 pounds? What is the deal with oreobeasts and their obsession with tall men?