All the features which gave me such unhappy teenage years are now a blessing! I was bullied at school and called names because: I have a pretty face (the girls used to put make up on me, which I hated). I have a long slender neck with no adam's apple and arms with no visible biceps (the boys used to pretend to choke me and challenge me to arm wresting). I am very small down below (the boys used to pull my pants down and laugh). I have long slender legs.
Then, some years ago, I began dressing and all these features make me a convincing cd. In every cloud there is a silver lining!