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Accepting My Lumps: My New Relationship With Cellulite

I’m a typical mom, which means that I generally look like I’ve been run over by a semi when I get up in the morning. I make a feeble attempt to pull my shit together before leaving the house, but by the time our bedtime routine rolls around 14 hours later, I look like fresh hell again.

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