Oooh... can I really let my imagination run riot?!?
In that case (assuming my fairy godmother had lengthened my legs by about 6inches and given me perky little sit-up-and-beg boobies) I'd wear a wide smile and Chanel No. 5.....Heh heh, only kidding
!!!! I'd actually wear a skin tight pair of Levi 501s, a spaghetti strap gauzy white itty-bitty lace top and a pair of biker or cowboy boots.
I'd then haul my arse into a small plane, and I'd do a skydive over the Grand Canyon, before popping in on my mom and dad, so that they could gush all over me and poke my jutting-out hipbones to their heart's content.
Oh happy days.........
Janey