My main beefs with my bod are the lack of thermoptic camoflague, direct neural interface, and weapon hard-points. However, I do have a nice paint job and the extra set of arms are unbelievably useful.
We’ll just discuss the physical aspects here.
**Like: **[ul][li] General predisposition to slenderness.[]Smooth skin, hardly had any acne when younger[]Fairly good strength for size[]Good development and definition in upper arms, upper legs, butt, shoulders.[]My newly fixed eyes. I’ve almost forgotten what it’s like to wear glasses.[/li][/ul]
Don’t like:[ul][]Lower arms/legs way too skinny. And exercise doesn’t work; there’s just nothing there to develop.[]A bit short–5’8".[]Bald, but don’t mind it too much. My hair wasn’t very good when I had it.[]Notwithstanding first item above, I’ve got love handles.[/ul]
Like:
My coloring. Whether it’s the end of winter and I haven’t seen sun in months or late summer and I have been outside without sunscreen more than any sane person would recommend, my skin/hair/eyes are lovely shades of brown.
I have great legs. Or, at least I think I have great legs.
I am healthy/strong, much more than I deserve to be. And I’m exceptionally grateful that I have never had anything more than the most minor of problems/challenges in that area at all.
I like my fingernails. Strange, but I have the potential to have good fingernails, if only I took care of them - they’re not weird shaped.
Dislike
Pretty much everything else - aesthetically speaking. At times, certain areas rise to “neutral,” but yep.
I’m happy with my face these days, especially since I finally got new crowns on my front teeth that look amazing and real and cause me to smile willy-nilly (which I did before the new teeth, as you can see in my picture, but I’m more confident now). I’ve got high cheekbones, nice eyes, a big smile, and someone once told me my nose was adorable, but I’ll settle for it fitting in nicely with the rest of my face. I used to think I was hideous, but for some reason getting those new teeth has brought me newfound respect for my face (which you can make fun of at your leisure if you click on my webpage link).
I have great hair - it’s reddish these days (no amount of dye will ever make the red go away for good - it always peeks through). It’s quite short but it’s naturally very thick and wavy, and when it’s the length it is now (same as in pic), it just curls very nicely with minimal styling. When I fix it up nicely and curl it, it looks amazing, but I very rarely have time to do that.
I also like my neck, my boobs, my butt (which used to be flat but since I’ve been working it has turned much more rounded and lovely), my calves, my feet, my toes, my hands, my fingers, my shoulders, and my collarbone area. The skin on my body is really soft and smooth; I used to hate my facial skin because it always broke out, but I’m on a new treatment and it looks fantastic and glows. I still have zits, but youth is on my side right now. I also like the fact that I have an hourglass figure. I’m never going to be skinny, but I truly don’t mind the curves.
I don’t like my belly, my upper thighs (which, thankfully, are at least totally free of cellulite), the stretchmarks on my boobs and belly, and my upper arms.
I just turned 21 and I’ve tapped some sort of newfound confidence. I can’t explain it, but right now I’m loving most of me.
While I could stand to lose a few pounds and make my gut a little smaller, I have learned to live with this. I wish I were taller (I’m only 5’4" and male) Everything else is okay, except that I’d love to lose all the damn body hair that I have. I have excess amounts of it in the most unsightly of places, including my back. I never go without a shirt and I don’t wear shorts because of this. People look at me strangely when I am wearing long pants on 100°+ days. If they saw me in shorts and got a glimpse at my neanderthal-esque legs they’d look at me strangely anyway. Can’t win. :rolleyes:
Likes:
- My hair - it’s unique, it’s ringletty, like those porcelain dolls, very small ringlets, and if i just leave it out, it looks like I’ve been doing it for ages.
- My eye colour - blue/grey/green
- bottom half of my legs, and ankles - nicely defined, skinny ankles
- small hands and wrists
- shoulders
- stomach - has definition, but not too much
- small, with small frame, I look about 15.
- I’m very strong, a result of doing gymnastics for years.
- Very flexible, also because of gymnastics.
Dislikes: - Small breasts, very small. As in, will be permanently in trainer-bras
(And I’m 18.) - Hips and thighs. I have bottom half curves, but not top half curves, which looks really wierd.
- Face- I just don’t like it. It’s wide, with a button nose. (I look young.)
Sure are a lot of ugly people in your neighborhood. Ooh, look at that one!
I like my big green eyes and full lips. And I like my fingernails, when I make the effort to take care of them.
That’s all I’m going to say because I spend more than enough time beating myself up as it is.
Not thrilled with the whole obese thing… I am currently carrying so many extra pounds that they are messing with areas of my bod that I used to like, even when I was just basic fat as opposed to Deluxe fat, like my face, my throat, and my hands. I also have this big gut that I didn’t used to have, I was a classic pear with ginormous legs and ass, but the upper body pretty normal. Not so now.
I like the fact that my body is strong and I have a tough immune system. I’ve always been pretty healthy, in spite of the weight and the smoking (which has been over for nearly 2 years now) My skin is good (although age is making it dryer, wah) and my eyes are pretty. My legs are long, my ass is high, and the general tone of my flesh is good…firm, not droopy. I have cool nipples.
I’d rather deal with having Elle McPherson’s body, but I try to maintain an overall attitude of gratitude. It could be so much worse.
Hm… I’m usually pretty happy with my body. In particular, I like my skin. It’s not oily, but also never dry. I don’t flake or peel, I don’t burn all that easily, and I tan nicely.
I also like my feet. Perfectly shaped, toes and all, and there’s just the right amount of hair on the top of them to be cute, but not so much as to be hobbit-esque.
I’ll play -
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My hair. Very, very thick. The color has gone from dark brown to gray with a little dark brown throughout. I don’t much care for the color, even though I get compliments on it (Distinguished and all that jazz). I’m also have very heavy coat of body hair (luckily, none of which is on my back). I do have a gray patch right in the center of my chest.
My eyes. Soft, green, expressive. Very fine lines starting to appear around the edges.
My physique. I pay alot of attention to my body, and I work out religiously. Debauching in college really took a toll, and about 10 years ago I decide that I had to get in shape. 5’10, 190#, 11% bodyfat. I’m in the best condition of my life.
Dislikes
My legs are too short (or my torso is too long). Even though I’m 5’10, I only wear a 30" inseam. Buying suits or dress slacks is always an excercise in terror for the tailor because the pants have to be altered so much (I have a 12" drop and while the jackets fits fine, the pants usually have to be butchered).
I have a weak chin. The first place I start to gain weight is in my cheeks and jowls and that, combined with a weak chin, is incentive enough to watch the diet.
Despite being a very good physical condition, I still have small love handles on either side of my waist. I fear that they’ll never go away, no matter how strict my diet.
All in all, not bad for 38.
I wish my penis worked better. It could stand to be a little bigger, too.
Bob
**Likes;**Im young fit and healthy. No chronic illnesses, no leftovers from any injuries (well, one tiny thing) everything working normally. I’m pretty average looking/size/shape I guess which suits me just fine.
**Dislikes;**Being picky I would say my nose. From my Dad’s side of the family, its sort of pushed over to one side so if I’m looking at you at a slight angle it looks like my nose is pointed straight at you 
from my Mum’s side of the family, one ear looks normal the other slightly flattened or squased against the side of my head. Genitals? Well to me I’m not really worried about size or shape, its my foreskin. A little too tight, I might be getting it chopped later this year. And speaking of injuries, my little finger won’t move fully after a mild scrape but I’m getting that seen to soon enough.
All in all though I’m quite happy with what I have.
i like my hands. they’re incredibly small, but they work really well. nails grow too fast (i HAVE to have them short) and my cuticles are kinda shredded, but i have nice hands. nice forearms too. i like my feet. they’re very tiny (size 2, and i wear kiddie shoes), have high arches, and my big toe is shorter than the others so my feet are funny-looking, but i like them. i like being short. at 19, i’m 4 foot 8 or 9, and i love it. i’m also one of the very few women who likes being fat. now 130-140 pounds may not sound too heavy, but remember, i’m short, and 90-100 is considered “healthy” for someone that height. i look like i’m 12, which is great fun.
being female, i also dislike certain areas. i don’t like my chest. i’m not sure what size i am, because each side has a different personality. i think lefty is c and righty is b (no, they don’t have names yet). lefty just sort of sags. righty is fine, i just wish i was even. i have a magnificent belly (it kinda looks like i’m pregnant - no matter how much i weigh it always sticks out - just the way i’m made), but i have these annoying love handles. my hips are a bit wide, but i can deal. i have stretch marks scattered in areas that aren’t very pretty. my tummy has a big scar from last year’s appendectomy, and i still have a few chicken pox scars from when i was 4. i have no idea what my butt looks like and don’t care to. all i know is it’s comfortable to sit on, so i like it. i don’t like having hair below my head. it just isn’t right.
other than that, i get along with my body fine, except i refuse to change when others are present. yippedee doodah.
Things I like:
- The colour of my hair and eyes.
- Glasses. (At this point they are a body part.)
- How sensitive my nipples are.
- My face (on a good day).
- My arms. I have skinny little girl (or bishounen) arms.
- My man parts. No further comment.
- My calves.
- My feet.
- My height.
Things I dislike:
- The fact I can’t do a thing with my hair.
- One of my eyes is higher than the other.
- Zits.
- My torso. Some days I’m more self-actualized about it than others, but damn I wish my torso was nicer to look at. I don’t want a six-pack - I just want to be a skinny little bishie who can wear a tight t-shirt without having it look like the dome on Marie-Reine-du-Monde. And while I’m at it, a decent chest might be nice.
- My treasure trail is really broad and kind of unsightly.
- I have childbearing hips. I can tell even if I lost a billion pounds the sides of my hips would stick out. It’s bone and there’s nothing I can do about it. sigh
- I mislike my thighs.
I’d die for nipples that sensitive. Mine are dead.
Sweetie, you always look the same.
I have no comment either.
Well, that’s been evident since the day I met you. 
I never noticed that.
Yeah, you should do something about that.
I always thought it was rather nice…
- s.e.
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Plus: My * bones/ general frame*: godawful tall but delicate, slender bones. Total genetic fluke. At 5’10" (plus) inches I wear a 7-1/2 shoe. I can easily span my wrist bones w/ a thumb and pinky. (No lie: if I fold my thumbs under, my hands are the same width as my lower arms.) Nickname: “Wasp ankles.”
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Minus: same as above. While the details are nice, the overall impact suffers. The center of gravity sucks. I don’t move well. Picture a giraffe on ice skates. Face it, only specific perverts dwell on feet.
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Plus: great teeth. Thanks to dogged parental nagging about hygiene combined w/ investment in orthodontia. Pretty much straight, never had one pulled and enamel from hell.
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Minus: lousy veins. Lousy circulatory system overall. Stoke city, and it’s never taken less than 3 stabs to hit a vein. When I go, this’ll be what does it.
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Plus: face ain’t nuthin’ earth-shakin’, but eyes react and laugh lines were earned. Jaw line sure ain’t chiselled, though.
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Minus: tendency to pot belly, thanks to genetics and old “zipper” incision. (And slothful indifference.) No matter how thin, my stomach still pooches gently. My abs don’t ripple, they just…pool.
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Minus: I have the absolute worst nails: thin, brittle, twisting, flaky. They’re hideous. I keep 'em short, plain and clean. Fergit glamour.
Veb
Who’s rather a mess, now we discuss it
My big huge nasty boobs. Oh man are they nasty. They’re not nice big boobs. They’re ugly nasty big boobs. I’m about 40 pounds overweight and when I gained the weight, I gained the boobs. They weren’t like this before. They were big but nice before. Now they’re all sloppy. Yuck. I’m getting breast reduction surgery next year because they’re so monsterous.
Of all my body, I like my brain the most. I think I have the “forgetful professor / MacGyver” model. i can’t remember names, dates, events, or even words sometimes; but I know how things work and can figure out solutions to problems. Comes in very handy.
I personally think I have the best butt I’ve ever seen on a guy. Though it’s been a while since anyone told me that.
Being 6’6" has its ups and downs. It’s nice to be able to always see in crowds, or reach things in high / faraway places, but it would be nice to be able to fit into cars or not have to duck under doorways.
I really like the fact that I’ve been able to keep a 33" waistline. Not much definition in my chest, but enough that I get asked to lift/carry things occasionally.
I used to be really depressed that my right arm has a birth defect that makes it go out at an angle and I can’t twist my wrist. It still is a drag, but I’m just glad I don’t have it in both arms. Plus it’s not very noticable - I’ve had some people know me for a year or two before they noticed.
I like my feet and toes, and will never be ashamed to show them in public. On the other hand, more than one person has said that if they had knees as knobby as mine, they’d never wear shorts.
Oh, and one eye is actually larger than the other. The glasses hide that nicely, though. 
I love my body because:
I don’t have cancer or other terminal disease.
I’m not hungry.
I have 10 fingers and 10 toes.
I can see, hear, smell, taste and touch.
I don’t have to live with chronic pain.
When I do work out, my body responds accordingly.
Any and everything else is a bonus and not important to me… I’m thankful for a positive self image.
Right now my only complaint is that I pulled a hammy at the Porkapalooza Dopefest.
Geez. You hit 49 and you can’t even run a buttonhook anymore.