I always feel prettier when my nails are done, but I'm absolute crap at it and I start picking them after a couple days.
I have really short legs (short everything really) and I have issues doing any exercises where I have to hold my legs out straight. Mike finally realized this the other day trying to make me do a certain ab exercise where you're supposed to hold your legs up straight so your body is a 90 degree angle and I couldn't lock my knees. He still made me do the workout though dammit.
You'll never hear me call myself pretty, but I do think I have pretty eyes and eyelashes.
And giant pupils...
One of my ears looks like it has a bite out of it. I call it my elf ear.
I actually kind of really love the fact that I have massive amounts of hair. I rarely let my hair stylists thin out the mess that is my giant, thick mass of hair.