flexagon | Baby got back

Here's a post I've been wanting to make at least since last week... I've been having a weird psychological issue lately with this stupid phrase I've never heard before. Junk in the trunk. I heard it once when someone was joking about places to hide a little fat, and I blinked and thought it was a weird thing to say. Then I heard it a second time from

bluechromis, who was saying something positive and friendly about it, and somehow after that it got in my head and I have encountered it further in talking about it. Ugh... I don't like it at all... it makes me want to be thin, really thin, rail thin, ana-is-my-best-friend thin, no junk anywhere thin. It is soooo triggering.

All of which is bad, because I know it's meant to be a positive phrase, and I don't want to be so unaccepting of myself and others. But god, that phrase is such a trigger for my unacceptance. 'Junk' just doesn't mean anything good to me--I can't think of a single context where I've said that word in a positive way. The last thing I want is junk sticking to me where I can't get rid of it. Especially because, absent this phrase from my head, I feel just fine about my body.

So. Anyone know of a counter-mantra?