Sara wondered what kind of karmic debt she was paying by getting what was turning out to be the short end of the DNA strand. She was the only one in her family who was shorter than five and a half feet. She got the mousy brown hair while all of her brothers had varying shades of blonde. Her brothers also had long slender legs. It just wasn’t fair. Not only did she have to be short, she also apparently had to have cellulite to festoon her short legs. She decided that she would have to deal with the way she dealt with everything. She would face it head on and look at is as if it were a fight. And it was a fight she intended to win. She started out by searching out the best cellulite cream. That would encourage her to continue the battle until she won.