Oh, funny thing. I have wide hips, my sister has wide shoulders. Seriously, I make mad roasts and can bake extremely well (my skill are likely rusty in that department) and my sister is a master barbecuer. She likes organized sports whereas I hate them. Plus she loves boxers (the garment) and I'm not too proud to admit that unbifurcated garments are much more comfortable to me.
It's like my family has an inherent inability to follow gender norms.
On the plus side I have this bizarre weapons fetish which completely redeems my masculinity.