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F. Scott Fitzgerald

She was in the middle thirties, and faintly stout, but she carried her surplus flesh sensuously as some women can. Her face, above a spotted dress of dark blue crepe-de-chine, contained no facet or gleam of beauty, but there was an immediately perceptible vitality about her as if the nerves of her body were continually smouldering.

 - The Great Gatsby

I've decided that I want to be someone who carries my surplus flesh sensuously. I'm going to work on that.