I thought that there may be a lot of people here like me who get far too focused on what they don't like about their body and that can be unhealthy. So... let's hear what you do like about your body! What is it?

I'll start, I like that I have decent lips and small boobs despite not having started HRT yet

I've got a great looking toe, its the second one over from the big one on the left foot. Its absolutely gorgeous, anyone would be jealous of it.

Beyond that, nothing comes to mind...

My height. 5'11" isn't all that tall for a true blue, born and bread Australian female. Now if only I could get my hair to obey me everything would be groovy everything would be fine

My hair works and I have beautiful feet.  Um... my body responds fantastically to diet and exercise so I am confident I can get the eventual shape I want.  Um... I have good vision?  Does that count? 

Pretty much all of my other good features only help me in boy-mode.

Everything below the neck looks great. I actually have the body I've always wanted.

I like my nose, cheeks, lower lip and eyelets. I have a triangular hair pattern in my lower area and my torso has just some light villus hair. My leg hair is super sparse, thin and grows slow. My eyes are nice.

I have nice legs, - or so I've been told.  It seems to be a genetic thing in our family.

I remember a friend back when I was studying to be a social worker saying to me, 'Where did you get those legs!' (I was wearing a very short skirt which I didn't do all that often).

'Well when I was born they were just there,' was my cheeky reply, but getting a compliment like that cheered me up no end.

Other than my body being pencil shaped, I'm ok with my bod.
6 years of HRT did little to my hips because I was losing weight, so no fat redistribution.
I think at this stage of my life, I'd rather have hips than modest boobs.

Okay, I am definitely going to be very uncool and brag like there is no tomorrow. I like that I am now very skinny and have a waist. I will keep my weight down and never go back. I love the fact that I can find stuff in nearly any store that will fit. That wasn't true for me even when I came out of high school, perhaps the fittest I've ever been. Back then, I could squeeze into a size 14. Now, I'm wearing size 8. Yeah. I like that part.

Everything else is fine with me too. I get along with the rest of me. It's just getting older that goes against the grain but it certainly beats the alternative.

Cindi

Hair, pretty much all I have to do to get it to look right is tie it back.

My body does what I ask it to. It sometimes complains about it, but when I thru-hiked long distances, it got up every morning and carried my shelter, food and water for miles at a time straight up and down mountains. I'm never more proud of my body than standing on top of a mountain or at the end of a trail.

I have a boyish angular face and thick hair.  Plus I'm like 5' 10" with a reed-shaped body, lol.  I can pass with some work.

My legs have taken some effort to embrace, but they are one of my favorite parts now.

I have thick, strong, shapely legs.  I always hated how big they were, but at some point I realized that I have my mother's legs, and I have my mother's mother's legs.  How could I not love these legs?

I have decent hips and a positively killer rump. Beyond that...well, there -is- the fact that I never gain more than 20lbs, regardless of my eating habits. But that's about it, the rest of me is definitely guyish. Yuck.

I am, fortunately, quite tall and have wide shoulders.
Besides of that... hmmm.. the hairline? I like my hairline.

Everything!

And if I ever have a doubt I look at pictures of him and read his diaries. Poor guy.

I have blue-green eyes that can hypnotize.  My breasts, my butt, my ample thighs. My dress has just gone up a size.  Thank you burgers, beers and fries!

Have to say pretty much everything, I've just come to terms with all of me regardless of any "flaws".

Great thread idea. Probably easier when one is many decades post everything, but I'll post in the hope that I can encourage anyone who finds this difficult. Complete self acceptance is possible.

I was a strange androgynous demi-girl, growing up with my parents support. I failed to gain medical help at puberty and so grew into damn good looking young chap, then got HRT, transitioned and got SRS.

For the last 30 years I've been a fairly average woman, whom nobody gives a second glance to, because fortunately I'm just in that grey area where I'm at the upper end of normal female, and the lower end of normal male in everything from voice to face to hands to feet etc... I feminised very well so I have curves in all the right places. My only legacy from the past is my voice, through acceptably pitched for a woman it is considerably more powerful because I have powerful lungs (PEFR 675 at age 55 - which is mahoosive!!) so I can really belt it out if I need to. Very useful for addressing a packed lecture theatre, which I do from time to time.

I sing and I can do Soprano Alto Tenor and Barritone - the barritone is a bit of a stretch though. I have better strength than most women, and good strong bones, as befits a typical upper middle class "county set" horse and hounds style British woman! My face is not overly masculine, (no brow ridge or anything) but is definitely "imposing" for a woman. So again lending me an air of authority.

So all in all I'm pretty good with it all. I have no real complaints, which is why I never went in for any surgery beyond SRS.

Quit eggin' me on! I already make out with the girl in the mirror a lot as it is!

It's funny how we trans folks -- especially trans women -- tend to display narcissistic tendencies from time to time. It's okay, though. When a person transitions, they have to pay a lot of attention to themselves, especially with society's notion of womanhood.

With that said, I love all my scars, including the giant one that goes across my head. I'm blessed with large, blue, feminine eyes, with lush eyelashes. My boobs are growing nicely. For someone who is MAAB, I have small hands and narrow feet. Oddly enough, I have super-long monkey arms. They help me play my guitar way down low. As a boy, I was stoked on this. I don't give it much thought now.

Overall, I'm blessed to be a pretty girl, and I look way younger than I am. I chalk that up to genetics, but also to healthy food, lots of water, exercise, and acting like an idiot. And no drinking or smoking!

I also think I have a nice balls, penis, and foreskin. Someday they'll make for a beautiful vagina, clit, and labia.