In the wrestling ring, I’m Mr Big – the only spandex wearing dwarf wrestler in Australia.
I have a lot of fun working in the entertainment business. I run “Dwarf my Party”, which is exactly what it sounds like, and Dwarf Tossing, which again, leaves little to the imagination.
What I’ve noticed over the years of interacting with taller people, is that while in 2017, each generation gets more tolerant of difference, one group still comes up a bit…short. Dwarfs.
It seems that there’s still a lot of misconceptions about what it means to be a little person – particularly in the dating world. For example, most people are surprised when I tell them that my last girlfriend was 6-feet tall. Short people don’t necessarily date other short people. Just because we’re both likely to get kicked off a rollercoaster, doesn’t mean we’re made for each other.
The other question that I get asked a lot is about the size of my dick. I get why: it’s kind of like being asked if the curtains match the carpets. But while the rest of me is fun-sized, I’m just like anybody else downstairs. My condition is called achondroplasia, which means a lot of my cartilage never became bone, leaving me with shorter limbs and fingers. But boners, funnily enough, aren’t bones. Only difference is because of my smaller frame, mine looks more impressive. Just ask your girlfriend…
Just because we’re both likely to get kicked off a rollercoaster, doesn’t mean we’re made for each other.
Like most guys, I’ve had a mixed bag in the world of dating. But because of my height, there’s been some awkwardly weird moments.
For example, I went on a dating website once. I didn’t mention that I was short. I thought, what’s the diff? Some of the profiles on those things are full of crap. I organised a date with someone and rocked up.
They looked surprised.
“Oh, you’re Blake?”
“You don’t look anything like your picture.”
I only had my headshot in my online profile.
“Why didn’t you mention the height?”
“I didn’t think it was a factor. I didn’t think people were that shallow.”
She told me it wasn’t happening and left straight away.
I guess she wasn’t into the spandex.