Call me obsessed with cellulite, but it’s certainly the bain of my existence — especially as we head into bikini season. I live up six flights of stairs and I still have it. Nothing can stop the indomitable dimples. I’m convinced cellulite and cockroaches are the two things that would survive an apocalypse. While I think the popular paparazzi shots of skinny starlets’ cottage cheese — like these of Mischa Barton — are cruel, I am so relieved that twigs have it too! My body finally has something in common with the likes of Cindy Crawford. It’s such good news, it’s the cover of The National Enquirer this week. I’m sure they think they’re being mean, but really, it’s about time someone spoke up about this natural phenomenon instead of just airbrushing it aside. (Perhaps this is even the first time the trash mag has shown the truth?) Maybe together, we women can make cellulite the new black! OK, that might be overdoing it. The cellulite poster girl Jennifer Love Hewitt was just named Sexiest Woman on Television, so there’s hope. [Dlisted]
