If I had unlimited money to have any plastic surgery, I'd have my boobs lifted. They're plenty big, but after two pregnancies, they look like my grandma's when she was, like, 80 years old.

You know, when I was a teenager and had an A or B cup bra, I would wonder what they would look like as a C or D...well, now that they're a DD, well, it's not at ALL like I'd imagined!

But, yeah, I'd love to be able to wear spaghetti strap tops with no bra and not have to worry about then hanging down to my navel. Sooo unattractive.
Oh, and then after I have my boobs lifted, I'd have something done with my stretch marks and my forever flabby stomach. And my lower back needs liposuction. And I have a few vericose veins. And I'm developing a nice set of batwings under my arms. My list could get lengthy...so I'll just stop here.