I love this thread.

I have gorgeous legs. One is still not as muscular as the other from being in a cast two years ago (and yes, it is the big one I prefer the shape of), but we're working on that. And they're both shapely and STRONG.

I like my petite breasts, especially now that I've got a couple of good bras to show them off properly.

I love my round cheeks that make my smile so emphatic.

Looking forward to more answers!

I love my large, pendulous breasts. It's taken me years to feel that way, but I love the way they balance out my hips (and overshadow them a bit as well, ha!), I love the way they perch on my belly when I sit, and I love the cleavage I get.

I love my muscular calves and thighs. They carry me, even when my knees are in pain, and they hold me up day to day. I have very strong legs, and I'm glad they're mine.

I love my dimples. I have them all over my body, so they're definitely relavent. I have them on the backs of my shoulders, the backs of my elbows, the backs of my knees, and on my lower back. I used to hate them because they were different, now I LOVE them for the same reason.

I love my butt. It's soft, fleshy, and curves just right at the bottom. It's big, which is a good thing! My husband agrees!

These are the best threads, ever. I like this one, especially!

1. I love my shoulders. They're broad and rounded and look divine in shoulderless dresses. No bones poking out, just soft, creamy skin.

2. I love my legs. They are big, curvey and a little beat up. I have the legs of a climber, a walker, and a dancer. There's bruises, scars, and a permanently enlarged ankle, but those come from playing and running and dancing and climbing...all things that I love to do!!

3. I love my hips. I love that they are there, and that there's no mistaking them. I have 'child bearing' hips, and, whatever take on that you use, They Are Good. They sway when I walk, shimmy when I dance, and look good when I'm just standing still.

Mae

I love my muscles, all of them. I've worked so hard to grow them and I think they look great. I love knowing that I can run for miles with them, and lift my weight up with them. I even love them when they're sore. ;)

I love my nose. It's not too big, not too small, it's straight and lovely.

I love my breasts. I love their round softness and I catch myself looking at them thinking DAMN, those are hot!

I love my hair. Even though the roots are showing, whether I re-henna it or not, I love that it's healthy and gorgeous in a way it's never been now that I've started using hair products from lush.com.

I love my vulva. Is that okay to say here? I don't mean it in a vulgar way, though I suppose there's that, too. I like the way it looks and I like the fat near my pubic area. I always hated it growing up, but now it is just rounded and seems somehow womanly to me. I love my labia and clitoris, but I won't go into detail about them because there are some places where I suppose internet postings shouldn't go.

I love my belly. This was the hardest part for me to love, because I spent so long hating it, but now I really can't imagine life without it. It's soft, round, full, with the tiniest coating of white downy hair. It is sensitive and responsive to touch, something I am finally learning at the age of 24, because prior to these last few years I hated my belly so much I didn't let anyone else love it or touch it, either.

I love my wings of back fat. There, I said it, and I won't take it back. Once, five years ago, I asked my then-boyfriend (in a fit of self-hate that he liked to fuel in order to keep me dependent) what part of my body he hated most. He said my back fat wings. In truth, I'd never even NOTICED them before. I was mortified. Crushed. Here was something all new to hate, right? But recently I have started to love them, because to me, most backs are BORING! Backs are somewhat featureless landscapes in comparison to our front sides' breasts and bellies and such, so I have started to love my back fat because it makes my back have a topography. I'm sorry that my introduction to my back fat was with someone who hated it so. If I had met it on my own terms I might have loved it right off the bat.

I love my breasts. They are large and soft and luscious and look amazing in low-cut shirts. And yes, I love the attention I get from them. I also love that they fed my daughter for almost 3 years, and will soon feed baby #2.

I love my skin (chest especially) for the beautiful blank canvas it is, which I love to decorate!

I love my stomach, in all of its big and round glory, as it is currently housing my beautiful baby-to-be, and already housed my daughter.

I love my feet, because they are small and adorable and make going barefoot a pleasure because people actually point out how cute they are.

Awesome thread. :)

I love my skin. It is a bit dry at times, but it was never very acne prone and it freckles so damn cutely.

I love my freckles! haha. I don't need to explain that, they are awesome.

I love my hair, It is curly and fine so it's easy to straighten, it let's me abuse it with colours unintended for natural hair but still grows and grows like I did nothing to hurt it.

I love my lips, they aren't big and full like some others, but they are small and plump and cute!

I love my hips. They are so good to hold things on.

I love my feet, they do so much for me and have pretty cute toes.

I love my eyes because even though they're a bit baggy, they're large and green and make me stand out.

I love my lips because they are plump and are just the most perfect shape ever.

I love my breasts because they're large, but not too large to make me uncomfortable.

I love my shape so so much. My waist is more narrow than my bust and my hips, and I love the curves that I have because of that.

Great thread, btw. :D

I love my face because I think all my features work well together and it's round and full of life.

I love my arms because they are soft, strong and reliable. I also have a bit of a love affair with my biceps, the slight curve looks so lovely to me.

This is a work in progress but I'm truly starting to love my tummy. It's full, big and comfy. I can rest things on it when I'm sitting and it looks really cool when I belly dance.

I love my bum. It's BIG! It fills out my pants perfectly.

My breasts are round and firm, and the cleavage they create is awesome. I won't deny that sometimes I'm mesmerized by them :P

I love my overall shape, it's pear-ish and curvy. I'm all curves and softness, great for cuddling and comforting.

I love my lips! They look great in a smile and I love the shape of them. Heck, just last night they caught my eye in the mirror and I thought, "wow, great lips!"

I love my tits and other "womanly parts." My breasts offer pillowy comfort and promises of earthly pleasure and...well, I enjoy the hell out of what my femaleness contributes to my life.

Other people may not be able to see them, but I love my muscles. I have strong legs and strong arms and I love what I can do with all that strength.

I now love my belly. I didn't before but now I appreciate its pale beauty. Some co-workers of mine (all thin) were complaining about how much they hate their bellies...so I promptly flashed them mine. It was liberating!

I love my whole body, actually. It is an amazing house for my spirit. Thanks for starting this thread!

I love my hips. They're round and beautiful.

I love my boobs. I have AMAZING cleavage!

I love my shoulders. They're white and freckled and smooth.

I love my full, pouty lips. Very kissable, IMHO. :D

You = full of win.

This thread = definitely full of win.

What do I love?

I love my hairline. A weird thing to love, I know but I have a wicked widow's peak that I have grown to love and that has become the envy of many of my students. I love my gray hairs...they're not gray, really...they're snow white. For this reason I refuse to dye my hair as I approach 40.

I love my cheeks. I've got high cheekbones (Apache Indian heritage represent!) and when I smile, even though they make my eyes crinkle shut, I have really great cheeks.

Finally, I love my butt. It's a bubble butt but hey, it's a great butt. At least my husband and I think so. This baby definitely has back!

I've actually just joined Livejournal after months of lurking just so I can comment here because I love this thread so much! And I'm happy to say that finally, there are parts of my body I love!

Like many others, I love my breasts. They are soft but still firm, an overflowing handful of womanly goodness. I think they are gorgeous.

I love my hair. It's naturally blond in a golden kind of way, soft and straight and wispy around my face. I love the way it blows in the wind and wraps around my face while I sleep.

I (finally) love my belly! I hated it after my son was born, the soft puddle of skin and flab that never went away. But now...I love it because it is soft and mushy like a portable pillow, it harbored my little boy, and it's like my personal declaration that I'm comfortable with myself, that I refuse to starve myself, and that I am a woman who eats, loves and lives without obsessing over the opinion of others. Belly freedom!

I love my hands. My hands take care of my patients, guide my son, caress a man I adore and create some pretty amazing things. My hands are small, my fingers are short and my nails refuse to grow very long but they are so beautiful to me.

I love my breasts. I love how they look in a really great bra or a low cut gown. I love that they nursed my baby for so many months. I love the soft, smooth skin on the upper slopes and how good they can make me feel.

I love my hair. I love that I can grow it long or wear it short and it always makes me feel pretty. I'm learning to love the silver hairs I keep seeing. I earned every single one of them and I wear them as a badge of honor.

I LOVE THIS THREAD.

I love my breasts- they are round and full and luscious and I think it's really neat that I could feed a child if I ever wanted to.

I love my shoulders- they are broad and strong and good for swimming.

I love my eyes- they are the prettiest shade of hazel.

I love my hips- the balance they provide, the way they sway when I walk, the way they feel when I'm wearing low-rise jeans.

I like my thighs, even though the world would have me hate them. They are substantial and I like the way they move.

I love my freckles, and I always have! I can't imagine seeing them as imperfection.

I love my feet- they are so well-proportioned and cute!

Like a lot of you, I love my lips, my breasts, my legs, and currently my toenails as I have found the perfect shade of pink for my skin color!
I also love my hips and hair, for their often refusal to conform; which both frustrates and enlightens me :).

Honestly? I love my belly. It bounces! Up and down! Wheee!!

(I stole this and posted it on my WordPress blog - giving credit where credit was due, of course! - but I thought I'd put this here, too.)

1. I love my calves. I have had thin friends tell me how jealous they were over the sight of my calves. They are muscular, shapely, and strong.
2. I love my thighs. They are big, yes, but they have a nice shape and have been developing some major muscles lately, which I think is pretty cool.
3. I love my ass! I’ve always had a great ass. It’s big and round and just a really nice shape. And it looks HOT in a snug pair of jeans! Let’s not forget, though, that it gives me a nice cushion to sit on wherever I go. Trust me, I’ve learned with a super-skinny husband and daughter, that’s something to appreciate. They’re always lamenting how quickly their bums hurt when they sit on something hard. Whereas I? Am nice and comfy, thankyouverymuch!
4. I love my tummy. (Actually, it’s more of a love/hate relationship, but today we’re focusing on the love part.) It has protected and embraced four babies and helped bring them into this world. If I can’t love it for anything else, I HAVE to love it for that.
5. I love my breasts. They have nourished children, they balance out my body shape, and have been known to mesmerize many a man. And Hubby loves having his own personal pillows to lie upon when we watch movies together. ;)
6. I love my hair. Now that’s a sentence I never thought I’d write, but it’s true! I have recently learned that I’ve been treating my hair all wrong, and since I started treating it right, I’ve fallen in love with it. It’s curly and sassy and just very, very ME! And I like that my husband likes to play with my curls (they BOING!). It also amuses me that Number One Daughter is fascinated by it. She’ll stand next to me (if I’m sitting down) and just stare at my hair forever.
7. I love my skin. I first started loving my skin when I watched a video Hubby made of me… and my skin looked positively luminescent! I GLOWED! And honestly, I’ve always had pretty good skin - I never had huge breakouts of acne or anything (that’s not to say I’ve NEVER gotten zits, but I’ve never gotten loads of them all at the same time).

You know, this is the first time in my LIFE that I've been able to actually come up with an answer to a question like this! That is... AWESOME!

wow, i totally stopped going to my own local Curves for the same reason: the constant moaning about body hatred! not only that, but they were forever talking about food, going back and forth between "low-fat low-cal low-carb" and the kind of food they really wanted to eat - it was infuriating. i found that going to a regular gym was much more satisfactory.

and to answer your call-to-body-love:
i love my face. i think i look pretty darned cherubic on a daily basis, but just a little makeup makes me a vampy sexpot!

i love my hair. it's fabulous.

i love my breasts. they are gorgeous and soft and creamy.

i love my neck and shoulders. grace, poise, beautiful skin.


i love this thread, and i love that there is someone who can understand my frustration with Curves.

And because I wanted to reply here, too....

I love the dimple on my left cheek (it's like punctuation for my smile!)

I love my breasts, they're full, and soft, and sensitive

I love my feet, and my toes

I love my skin, especially in the summer, when it starts to turn golden

I love this community of fabulous people, who have so many experiences in common, and make me feel fabulous, too!

I don't know if this experience sort of bittered you towards Curves, but I have to say, I went to Curves for about two years straight. Unfortunately, they then stopped the one near where I lived, but...it was the best gym-going experience of my life. I loved it. It was totally my speed. I didn't go for weightloss, but for strength, and it made me feel kick ass.

And I love my tummy. When no one's looking, I pet it. Lol.

FYI: friended you after finding you on kateharding.net (the FA entry)