When I was in my early 20s, I had a brief period of total confidence in my body. In my teens, I had been thin to the point of scrawny and almost completely flat-chested. I was also short (five four) and therefore painfully non-leggy; my hips were, in my opinion, too wide, as were my shoulders. Then, at age 18, a miracle of late development occurred; I grew breasts, put on weight, and, at 22, found myself sporting a bodily measurement of 35-22-35.