Dimples are adorable when they dot the faces of six-year-olds in sailor suits—not so much when they decorate the stomachs, thighs, and butts of grown women. In a last-ditch attempt to overthrow the reign of the dreaded cottage cheese (that's *not* me in the photo, needless to say), I conducted my own Pepsi-like challenge at home using several leading anti-cellulite creams. I’d already heard the dismal skinny on cellulite creams, but, hey, one girl’s garbage is another’s gold. Undaunted, I slathered, smoothed, and self-massaged. I did the silly exercises. Hell, I even wore a screwy compression garment (only around the house, of course). And after a month, nada—not even the fleeting, caffeine-induced firm I’d expected. The disclaimers (“works best when combined with a vigorous diet and exercise regimen”) should’ve been my first clue. Sadly, I’m back at the gym for now. But in the meantime, I defy you, fellow fanatics, to find me a cellulite cream that really works, and I’m not talkin’ via the powers of my own mind. A product with superhuman smoothing abilities is what I seek. Then again, if it were that easy, I guess we’d all look like Jessica Alba (from behind, anyway). —xoxoxJenny

Photo Credit: Frans Prinsloo