i’m going to vomit on whoever wrote this
i’m so angry
where do i go to punch someone
Hookay, I’m reblogging this because I know I have a lot of female followers, and I used to really struggle with the fact I had cellulite (for as long as I can remember) and I can’t stand the thought of other girls/ladies still being deluded because of tards like this ^. Firstly, it has nothing to do with age, it is entirely normal and entirely healthy, if more woman with it were as bikini active as Scarlet, you’d see that a massive percentage, if not most, of the women have varying degrees of this ‘problem’. Cellulite isn’t a scientific term, it’s a word invented by beauty product companies to sell their useless creams and scrubs or what have you. It’s like trying to peddle a treatment for people who have dimples when they smile, or freckles, moles or cleft chins. Some people have those things, some don’t, but it’s just how the human body works. What has been dubbed ‘cellulite’ is just the fat cells in your butt and legs (and omg fat cells are not a bad thing, they keep your warm and snuggly) peeping through the beehive style netting under your skin, which can be a beautiful thought if you rinse your brain out of trashy magazines. Loving a woman with cellulite and thinking she’s sexy isn’t nobel prize material so much as the equivolent of loving a dude with chest hair. This is how you were designed, it’s not wrong or unattractive or bad, just embrace your loverly unique body for all it’s moles and kinks and curves! K!
I didn’t even notice the cellulite for a few moments, I was trying to figure out what the heck the “author” was talking about.
What’s even worse is the comments left on the bottom of that article. Actually some of them are (sort of?) encouraging, a number of the commenters said they’d still “bang her fat ass”.
And Yasahime is right, cellulite has nothing to do with age. I live in a beach town, everyone walks around in swimsuits all year at all times of the day. I’ve seen plenty of teenage girls with cellulite, some of them as young as fourteen.
This author has no idea what he’s talking about, so I’m just going to be the one to suggest he hasn’t been with very many women. Or been around women. Or been to a beach.
