Lena Dunham Thanks Glamour For Keeping Her Cellulite On The Cover

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Lena Dunham has said 9.6 billion times that she’s proud of her body and doesn’t care what people think of it. What she does care about is when someone tries to mess with a picture of her body in post-production. Lena has slapped at magazines in the past when she thinks they’ve pulled a cut-and-paste fast one on her body. This time she’s clapping long and loud for Glamour magazine for choosing to not Photoshop out her cellulite.

Lena Dunham and the rest of the Girls girls are on the cover of February’s Glamour to celebrate the final season of their show. One of the things Glamour decided not to do was to digitally erase the topographical map on Lena Dunham’s thighs, and she’s very happy they didn’t. She thanked them on Instagram by posting a picture of herself giving fuck-me eyes while mouthing on a toothbrush.

Okay, here goes: throughout my teens I was told, in no uncertain terms, that I was fucking funny looking. Potbelly, rabbit teeth, knock knees- I could never seem to get it right and it haunted my every move. I posed as the sassy confident one, secretly horrified and hurt by careless comments and hostility. Let's get something straight: I didn't hate what I looked like- I hated the culture that was telling me to hate it. When my career started, some people celebrated my look but always through the lens of "isn't she brave? Isn't it such a bold move to show THAT body on TV?" Then there were the legions of trolls who made high school teasing look like a damned joke with the violent threats they heaped on, the sickening insults that made me ache for teen girls like me who might be reading my comments. Well, today this body is on the cover of a magazine that millions of women will read, without photoshop, my thigh on full imperfect display. Whether you agree with my politics, like my show or connect to what I do, it doesn't matter- my body isn't fair game. No one's is, no matter their size, color, gender identity, and there's a place for us all in popular culture to be recognized as beautiful. Haters are gonna have to get more intellectual and creative with their disses in 2017 because none of us are going to be scared into muumuus by faceless basement dwellers, or cruel blogs, or even our partners and friends. Thank you to the women in Hollywood (and on Instagram!) leading the way, inspiring and normalizing the female form in EVERY form, and thank you to @glamourmag for letting my cellulite do the damn thing on news stands everywhere today Image may be NSFW.
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A photo posted by Lena Dunham (@lenadunham) on Jan 3, 2017 at 9:00am PST

The “too long, didn’t read” version of that long comment is that Lena used to feel bad about her body when she was a teenager because people told her she should feel bad about it. She says her body shouldn’t be a discussion topic for trolls and haters, and that showing cellulite on the cover of a magazine normalizes imperfect parts of women’s bodies.

A few years ago, Lena appeared in Vogue looking a little digitally smoothed out. Jezebel threw up the before shots, and Lena slapped at them and said she was thankful that Vogue removed a couple lines and smoothed out her neck. Maybe her and her cellulite have a special relationship? Maybe she caught those lines on her face and neck talking shit about her one day in the bathroom and she was like “Oh no fucking way are you appearing in Vogue with me now.” And at the time her cellulite was like “Girl, come here, they aren’t worth it. Let’s go get ice cream.” That’s got to be it.

Here’s the allegedly un-retouched Girls girls in Glamour looking like androids trying to recreate the slumber party scene at Frenchy’s house from Grease.

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