mariah serrano


Let’s start with, I am 21, not 22. I defend this because I have made really cool accomplishments within my 21 years in life, and because it’s kick-ass that I did so in my small time on this planet. Also, in the name of responsible journalism, I would hope the NY Post could get my age right. 

I did not choose to cut my leg off so I can wear high heels, I had my leg amputated because I was very sick and the quality of my health and life were suffering. Doctors do not welcome the idea that you are unhappy with your footwear choices, so you should remove body parts.

This event was a real decision that I took very seriously. It was a decision my family and I made together, so that I would be able to live my dreams, and not mind you, dreams of footwear, but dreams of waking up and going about my life not in chronic pain.

And, now for some vanity… 

I love social media. I take “OOTD” pictures at least once a week. I provided the writer with many images of me as a happy and well-dressed adult participant in fashion, pleading with her not to use, you know, the image of me in my glasses when I am underage and holding my leg in a strange way. This was a facebook post from several years ago. It’s a goofy picture, I get that it exposed the problem and therefore seemed editorially useful, but there were so many really cool images of me available, images which represented me in a truer and more current way.