The lowest weight I remember being, when I actually cared, was 160. That was between 13-16 years old and I thought I was terribly, horribly fat! Although, I had a fun time wearing short skirts, high heels and showing off my chest. I enjoyed the attention from boys, and now that I'm much larger, I realize I had much more of it than I'd appreciated at the time. I thought I wasn't good enough because I had 'rolls' on my stomach and it wasn't flat. I hated my bare arms and the fact that my boobs were smaller than most. I hated my larger thighs...
Now I just wish to be under 200! I don't actually think I look bad these days. I have a 'shape', by which I mean my stomach is smaller than my hips. Although my breasts are still small. I'm like the ultimate pear shape.
I do know that at 160 I looked relatively normal and, had I dressed better for my body type, I could've felt very sexy. I was into the goth scene so I wore lots of tiny clothes with ripped/fishnet/weird stockings and huge boots or tall high heels. I didn't really know much about fashion and I suppose I didn't care, as I was full of angst and wanted everyone to know it. I now can dress better for my body type, but I still dream of the day I see 160 again, and then(gasp!) 159.
Although, I do plan on busting out some fishnets, high heels and a slinky dress to match some black eyeshadow when I hit 159! You can take the darkness off the goth, but you can't take the darkness out of the goth...or something like that. ^.^
Though, I'm much less depressed and angsty. I suppose I just grew to love the style and I always imagined I'd grow up to dress professionally at work but go all out with the style in my free time. I just don't do it so often right now, because I feel silly at such a high weight trying to go out in spiked collars and black lipstick. I am much more comfortable keeping attention away from my obesity.