genderality
Take a girl. There is something alluring in the fact that all girls have a curve to them, a feminine outline that just carries an edge of something seductive. I do not know if its the curve that lends to the female or the female that lends to the curve, but either way it's a pleasing result.
Males however, tend to be made of planes. From collarbone to shoulder, rib by rib, it has a sharper, but nonetheless pleasing air. Even a man filling out his form tends to have the planes in his face, a jawline or the set of his shoulders.
When a person loses these aspects, they become alien, foreign. A professional female body builder with a flat stomach, chisled, offends my basic human appreciation. An overweight man, folded and round, offends me just as much.
I'm male, and yet I tend to be made of curves, and then offend myself. This is the root of my dissatisfaction with myself, on fairly much all physical levels. Cursed genetics.
Males however, tend to be made of planes. From collarbone to shoulder, rib by rib, it has a sharper, but nonetheless pleasing air. Even a man filling out his form tends to have the planes in his face, a jawline or the set of his shoulders.
When a person loses these aspects, they become alien, foreign. A professional female body builder with a flat stomach, chisled, offends my basic human appreciation. An overweight man, folded and round, offends me just as much.
I'm male, and yet I tend to be made of curves, and then offend myself. This is the root of my dissatisfaction with myself, on fairly much all physical levels. Cursed genetics.