Guess what?

I am either having a psychotic break or a breakthrough and I haven't decided which one yet.  Can I even say this outloud?  Is this real?  So here it is in all it's brutal honesty....I think I like my body just the way it is.  There I said it.  That wasn't so hard.  But still there must be something wrong with me.  Not only am I not what the magazines say is beautiful, but I am clearly obese according to most charts.  Thing is, I have low blood pressure, low cholesterol, and a low risk of diabetes due to my waist and hip ratio.  Maybe I live in a fairytale land, but something deep down inside me actually likes looking like I just stepped out of a Rembrandt painting.  Call me crazy but I like the curves.  I was just noticing the past few days all the really skinny looking people around me.  I fill out my shirt and my pants.  I like being a size 16.  How's that for honesty?  I am shaped like an hourglass...really.  I am not top or bottom heavy and my waist is much much smaller than my hips....I'm just big.  And strong.  And tall.  And beautiful.  Is this some kind of justification for eating?  I'm really into eating healthy and enjoy a good workout.  But I think I have lost the desire to look like everyone else.  It looks gross to me.  I look like a woman.  And I think I like it....