Pulling out hairs (epilator), ouch (especially the arms), but seeing my bare skin afterwards, and touching it, so nice.
Putting on lipstick, so kissable looking.
My boobs when they're all puffy, perfect shape and so soft, too bad they don't stay that way all the time.
Seeing myself in shorts, I got nice long legs.
My hair; too bad I lack the skill or patience to style it different ways. I have to remind myself not to cut it again though, at least not so much.
Even though shy and still to this day unsure of how to take it, deep down I do love attention (so long as it is just a brief passer by), a smile or compliment from a guy, makes me feel better especially at times that I don't, when it is needed most to reassure me that I pass, that I am indeed an attractive woman, despite my fears. I don't get compliments really from other ladies, though this one time back at my other job back in NC, this young lady kept staring at me while I was at the register and she suddenly comes out with, "You have nice lips." She barely took her eyes off of me, and she wasn't just looking at my lips, still gazing at me, even after she walked out of the store, that was the first time anyone ever said anything about my lips, made me feel...weird.
Trying on clothes usually yields disappointments because most things I don't think I look feminine enough in, but when I come across that one that does work for me, it gets me in a good happy mood.
Miss. Ma'am. And any other female pronouns.