Please check out this heartfelt post written by my friend Rosemond Cranner for http://www.Sheknows.com.
My mother let being a beauty queen rule her life and mine – and I don’t want my daughter to grow up with those body image issues.
“The worst insult you could sling at someone was calling her “fat,” which she often did. My mother routinely labeled women as “that fat neighbor” or “your fat friend.” It didn’t matter if you were working as a doctor, saving the world or rescuing people from burning buildings. If you didn’t have a trim waistline, you were nothing.”
– Rosemond Cranner