Those of us who just blend in are often shitlords and shitladies.  The weirdos who love being gender-variant for special-snowflake and feminist reasons are all too often fat apologists. I was horrified when I realised, three months ago, that I had ballooned up from the godawful months of post-operative recovery after I got vaginoplasty.  I had eased slightly over a BMI of 25 kg/m².  I went keto, got back into my marathon training, and lost 13kg -- so far.  I may have lost a little off my hips and boobs, but even more off my waist and arms.  Getting dainty around there is far more important for a feminine shape than piling weight on in strategic area.