Aubrey Hayes

I gave away my favorite bikini three summers ago. Not because it did not fit. Not because it was old. Because every time I put it on, I knew exactly what the back of my thighs would look like when I stood up from the lounger. And I could not stop thinking about it. My name is Aubrey Hayes. I'm 38. I'm a sales director in Chicago. I have had cellulite since I was 27. Not the mild kind that shows up if you press on your skin. The deep, dimpled kind that's there when you stand, when you sit, when you walk, when you do nothing at all. The kind that's worse on the backs of my thighs than anywhere else. The kind that, in shorts or a swimsuit, anyone behind me could see clearly. I have known this about my body for eleven years.

I gave away my favorite bikini three summers ago. Not because it did not fit. Not because it was old. Because every time I put it on, I knew exactly what the back of my thighs would look like when I stood up from the lounger. And I could not stop thinking about it. My name is Aubrey Hayes. I'm 38. I'm a sales director in Chicago. I have had cellulite since I was 27. Not the mild kind that shows up if you press on your skin. The deep, dimpled kind that's there when you stand, when you sit, when you walk, when you do nothing at all. The kind that's worse on the backs of my thighs than anywhere else. The kind that, in shorts or a swimsuit, anyone behind me could see clearly. I have known this about my body for eleven years.

I gave away my favorite bikini three summers ago. Not because it did not fit. Not because it was old. Because every time I put it on, I knew exactly what the back of my thighs would look like when I stood up from the lounger. And I could not stop thinking about it. My name is Aubrey Hayes. I'm 38. I'm a sales director in Chicago. I have had cellulite since I was 27. Not the mild kind that shows up if you press on your skin. The deep, dimpled kind that's there when you stand, when you sit, when you walk, when you do nothing at all. The kind that's worse on the backs of my thighs than anywhere else. The kind that, in shorts or a swimsuit, anyone behind me could see clearly. I have known this about my body for eleven years.

I gave away my favorite bikini three summers ago. Not because it did not fit. Not because it was old. Because every time I put it on, I knew exactly what the back of my thighs would look like when I stood up from the lounger. And I could not stop thinking about it. My name is Aubrey Hayes. I'm 38. I'm a sales director in Chicago. I have had cellulite since I was 27. Not the mild kind that shows up if you press on your skin. The deep, dimpled kind that's there when you stand, when you sit, when you walk, when you do nothing at all. The kind that's worse on the backs of my thighs than anywhere else. The kind that, in shorts or a swimsuit, anyone behind me could see clearly. I have known this about my body for eleven years.