Like how I posed that question in the most positive way possible? For me, it's my arms. No matter how much yoga or perfect military-style pushups I do, my arms (at least in my eyes) will always look too bulky, too flabby, too...everything. It's rare that I will wear a sleeveless top—let alone allow someone take a picture of me in one—but, when my boyfriend Luke offered to snap my pic at a Yankees game last Friday, I pushed my insecurity aside for a few seconds. As soon as the photo was taken though, you better believe I put on my cardigan faster than you can say batwings-from-hell.
I have a major arm obsession, obviously. I notice everyone's arms. In my book, if you have lean, sculpted arms, all is good in the world. I could pass a woman on the street with Michelle Obama's guns and Kirstie Allie's ass and still think she was the skinniest bitch in NYC. Yes, I know, I've got issues.
Tell me, what's your biggest body hang-up? How do you deal?