Weight: varies between 111 &
Body Fat: around 30% in my heftier weights
My body is very natural and my weight fluctuates. I have a small frame and was skinny as a kid and teenager, but not athletic so I didn’t get into good habits with exercise or eating. Now that I’m in my
thirties forties I’m a little overweight in terms of my percentage of body fat carrying more weight than my tiny feet and ankles and the rest of my bones were designed to support and have hung on them. In some ways it’s painful … in other ways it’s hot.
I really love my soft, natural body especially since I grew up coveting fat. If there was one thing I could change about my body, it would be to transplant my belly fat onto my butt to make it bigger. I love big butts!
In pictures my body seems to shapeshift in tricky ways so sometimes I look deceptively skinny and sometimes I look voluptuous in ways that seem marvelously inaccurate. The camera DOES lie, and it makes me feel magical being able to morph into many archetypical female forms.
I carry my weight in my torso which puts me at risk for heart problems, so I try to eat and exercise in moderation. “Working out” is not my favorite thing to do, though, and I really LOVE eating, so you don’t have to worry about me losing all of my curves! UPDATE: the older I get, the more I recognize that moving my body — dancing, running, walking, playing, doing yardwork and fucking — ARE my favorite things to do, and I even love going to the gym, especially with my wife.
When I opened this site in 2002 I was skinnier than I am now; members who go back into my archives can see how I’ve gained and lost and regained weight. I think my body is sexier at 125 pounds than it was at 107. The most I’ve ever weighed was
close to 130 pounds over 145 pounds; it doesn’t sound like much, but for someone with my build it’s not healthy. Originally, though, when it was my first experience being overweight, I *loved* it and felt like a woman for the first time in my life.
Like a lot of women, food is a higher-priority pleasure than sex for me. I love eating in bed and enjoy eating to excess. One of my biggest nightmares came true a few years ago when I realized I’d become lactose intolerant. I miss whole milk and decadent cheeses terribly, but am glad I can indulge sometimes with the help of lactaid.