Let's Get Cellu-LIT: There's Nothing Wrong With It
I was about 11 or 12; my mother and I were at Nordstrom. I believe it was one afternoon after school. We didn’t have much to do so we decided to shop. Jeans were first on the list. I grabbed a couple pairs and headed to the changing room.
Here’s the thing; my waist to ass to calves ratio is...different. Jeans, of almost any shape, don’t agree with me.
I’m very happy with my body but I wasn’t happy that I couldn’t get custom-made jeans. When I was a middle schooler, my emotions are already out of control and I was still figuring out how I felt about everything including myself. As you can imagine, I HATED not being able to slide these denim-fuckers on. If one pair fit my ass they made my calves look weird and if they fit my calves perfectly then there was no way they would fit over my ass.
I wouldn’t wear tighter fitting shirts because I was so scared of people looking at my stomach when really they would just be looking there thinking, “why is she wearing a Batgirl shirt? She knows nothing about DC Comics. Does she think she looks cool?”
How many hours, as young girls, did we spend “sucking in”? I wish I could’ve spent that time learning how to accept these things instead of hating that I’m wonderfully, imperfectly, human.
Trying on shorts or swimsuits was painful, too. That’s when I spotted these weird, bumpy rolls. I had no idea what they were. I can’t remember when someone explained to me what it was. I hated having cellulite.
I wasn’t doing anything wrong, though. I’ve almost always had a balanced diet and exercise regimen and when I didn’t, it changed that quickly to make it so. Even now, I workout everyday like a nutcase. I do cardio and strength training as well as a diet that consists of fruit and oh, so many vegetables and sometimes ice cream. I have a very strong and healthy physique and I still have cellulite and stretch marks. I’m quite literally doing everything “right” and I still have imperfections and I am delighted by them!
I am positive that in every woman's life, a cause of tears has been from the appearance of cellulite.
We've all just been told to hate it.
For women, it's a rite of passage in our lives. It's normal and it's simply the way our bodies store fat.
A pet peeve that I hear of plenty and I have certainly brought it up, the ladies have always wondered... Why do guys not gain weight like women do?
Women are designed to keep on enough fat to support and carry a child. Biologically, that's why we look the way we look (though, it's not our only purpose but that's another article on it's own...)
Men have a higher metabolic rate than women. “On average, women's total energy expenditure, which is the number of calories burned for metabolic needs, including breathing, blood circulation, digestion and physical activity, is around 5 to 10 percent lower than men's.” It’s all how we’re built biologically. Cellulite is not anyone’s fault. It’s just the way women, more often than men, store fat.
As women get older, we don’t develop as many new fat cells so the ones we have already get packed “then swell and, when large enough, become visible through the skin.”
LADIES, THIS IS JUST THE WAY WE ARE BUILT.
CELLULITE DOES NOT MAKE YOU ANY LESS BEAUTIFUL JUST AS FORGETTING WHERE YOU LEFT YOUR KEYS DOESN’T MAKE YOU ANY LESS INTELLIGENT.
Cellulite is not a sign of an unhealthy person. Feel free to skip buying the detox-firming-bullshit-lotion from Duane Reade.
Don’t hate yourself for what you’re given biologically. Cellulite isn’t the sign of an unhealthy monster, it’s a sign of being a human woman.