Most the time,
I'm pretty ridiculously feminine. My unconcious/neutral "me" just very much
is. I've never really "disliked" or "been ashamed" of the femme-ness; but under stress, I jump to the other extreme and become
caricature-ish-ly masculine (which, unlike
soma is pretty darn necessary, seeing as I work in a kitchen with a troupe of
"No Ingles" Beta-dudes who hate Newbie-Gringo's over-smily guts).
FWIW, I've lived in the big-city Bible Belt most my life (and still do), so the whole
conservative/traditional/Republican/Judeo-Christian/Merikuh! expectation is something I'm used to and comfortable with. Most people call my fakeness and think I'm douche-y when I
try for
"Serious, Aggressive, Territorial", so I pretty seldom consider "being mannish" anyway.
In re:
Man-Bods, it's
so not my thing. Not
repulsive per se, but I'm way indifferent.
Curves are pretty much the only thing (human or not) that ever catch my eye.
IME, I'm by far my best with
"more-masculine-than-average" women, and once things pass the awkward "get-to-know-you" stage, they're pretty comfortable with
me, as I'm not competing for all the "guy" traits and skills they like to flaunt.
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(EDIT: This post's word-count prob'ly tops my past three months combined. )