ATTENTION WOMEN: EMBARRASSED BY YOUR LUMPY LEGS?
NEW Bodyweight Hack Reverses "Cottage Cheese Thighs" So You Can Visibly SEE Smoother, Leaner & Sexier Legs At ANY Age!
"Mommy, why are your legs so lumpy?"
Ouch! Kids have a nasty habit of saying what they see and my 6-year-old daughter was no different when she asked this horrifying question.
Hi, my name is Jane...
I was sitting by the hotel pool with my husband, enjoying some quality time with the kids when my daughter’s inquisitive little mind went into overdrive. Unfortunately...
Half the hotel heard all about my “lumpy legs” that morning and I nearly died of embarrassment. I tried to laugh it off, but deep down I was devastated…
Do you suffer from lumpy legs?
My legs were lumpy. I couldn't deny it. I was deeply ashamed of the dimples on my hips, butt and thighs. I hated having to wear a swimsuit at the best of times without having my “cottage cheese thighs” pointed out to complete strangers…
It felt like everyone was judging me and my legs to see if they really were lumpy, as my daughter so lovingly pointed out. Let me tell you, my confidence was already low, but now it had suffered a real blow and for the rest of the holiday I kept my orange peel skin well and truly covered up.
I know this is crazy and I'm ashamed to say it, but I was so embarrassed by my lumpy legs that I even avoided playing with my kids! Whenever they were playing in the pool with my husband, I just couldn’t bring myself to join them – I was scared that people would see the wobbly mess in my hips, butt and thighs. In fact, I was becoming so self conscious that I could't bear for my husband to see me naked anymore. He's never actually said anything about my orange peel misery, but I'm sure he's seen the dimples and let's face it, they're just not sexy.
I Had Always Suffered With Awful "Orange Peel" Skin, Yet Recently it Seemed to be Getting Worse
I tried the lotions, the potions, the scrubs and even those homemade concoctions that you smear all over your legs in a bid to remove ugly cellulite. But…
Nothing worked and I’d pretty much resigned myself to covering up my "cottage cheese thighs" with sarongs, leggings, trousers and long skirts whenever in public.
The funny thing is that this all started to change shortly after meeting a British family at the hotel reception on that same vacation. If I remember rightly, Gavin was trying to keep his young daughters entertained, while his wife checked-in to the hotel the first time we met…
It was just a polite chat initially, but then we saw each other again later that day by the pool. Gavin and his wife had kids around the same age as ours, and as kids tend to do, they hit it off straight away. This meant the adults could have some decent conversation for a change, rather than having to run around after the kids every minute, which was nice!
