My name is Anna Fleszer, and I’ve been where you are. Cellulite just didn’t hit me one morning when I woke up… It crept up gradually, like an unseen enemy, stalking me.
First it was a dimple here and there. I wanted to stop it in its tracks, so I started dieting. But a couple of dimples soon became wavy, saggy, unevenly-toned skin.
I’m ashamed to say it now, but I was desperate. Cabbage soup diet, grapefruit diet, lemonade and cayenne pepper detox, I tried them all.
I became painfully withdrawn. Angry. At myself and the world. I needed a “do over”. Summer was coming and there was no chance my dimply, flabby legs were going to see the sunlight. Not in this condition.
I Decided that The Only Person Responsible for My Cellulite Problem was ME. And I Was Going to Do Something About It.
In trying to find these answers, I was blasted with ads for every cream, pill, injection and surgery known to mankind… some of them downright questionable and dangerous.
I knew that there were thousands of women out there just like me who were suffering in shame over how their bodies looked, and how they felt.
So I started from the beginning. I read every scholarly research journal I could get my hands on. I discovered crazy connections between the food we eat, and the fat on our bodies (and no, I’m not just talking about candy bars and fast food! Those are no-brainers!)
I uncovered dusty old handwritten recipes for homemade tonics that would heal, buff and cleanse the skin, helping diminish the appearance… Read more…