I think the Toast is getting Millihelen. Which is literally the only beauty blog I’ve ever enjoyed so I may have to drift over there.

When my son was young, he would emerge after a shower and I would say, “Did you use soap?” Without fail, he would respond with, “Oh, MAN,” and trudge back into the bathroom to do it all over again.

I hope Pinkham caves and shares all the poop stories as a last hurrah.

Kitchenette, was crazy popular, like over a thousand comments per week, how is it a good business plan to quit this? SO PISSED. BKO was my and hundreds of other Monday Crack.....bluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrgggg

“You need to lose 10lbs off your butt” - THE LAST WORDS MY GRANDMOTHER SAID TO ME BEFORE SHE HAD A STROKE AND BECAME NONVERBAL AND DIED.

my great grandmother said “I never realized how attractive fat people’s faces could be until you.”

Me too. These make me sad. I just wish my mom had directed me more in terms of fashion, been MORE negative or at least analytical. She is naturally attractive but a country girl, so she was of absolutely no use to me in middle school and high school. I’m sure I went out of the house looking awful on many occasions.…

I was about 12. My dad had buddies over to watch hockey or some such. I was asked to bring snacks, etc. into the room for them. One or two of them made digs at me about having “small tits”. My dad agreed with them, and some other sort of joke was made. My face burned, and something inside me broke. Totally stopped…

Grew up in Milan, where you see skinny models everywhere. The women in my family are small and pretty. I came out taller and bigger and hungrier. My mom goes to the gym seven days a week twice a day and has been on a diet since 1987, the time I was born at a low weight because she had decided she was too fat and…

“I don’t know what you would have done if we hadn’t adopted you- you wouldn’t make a very good prostitute”. (Adopted as a child from a communist country. It was a true statment, but vulgar coming from a parent. Emancipated shortly there after).

2 weeks after I had my 2nd son and actually had already lost most of my weight my mother and I are at Target (I'm holding my infant)and she says (she had 8 children but has never weighed more than 105lbs) “WHEN are you going to lose weight? Why haven’t you started exercising!?” 2 older women (strangers) walked up to…

I also have a mom with booze problem who becomes a mean drunk sometimes and says mean shit. I don’t know you, but I just wanna give you this:

“She looks like a clown’s whore.”

fuck.

As she was putting the turkey on the table for Thanksgiving dinner, “It’s a Butterball, just like Missy.”

Dad when I was 15: “You could stand to lose a few...” I was around 135 then...and I’m 5’7”.

Ugh. I think I’m out on this one. It makes me sad to read these.

I was 12, it was Christmas and we were heading to a holiday party. I was mid-growth spurt, lots of puppy fat, and nothing fit me. I only had two dress-up options, so I picked one - the wrong one, apparently, which was communicated thus:

My mom is an incredible woman but suffers from alcoholism. Sometimes she is a very mean drunk and during those times she has said the most cruel things about my appearance- seizing on my insecurities I had shared with her and throwing them back in my face. But the worst was when she sarcastically said my rape was hard…

Oh, my father used to bag on my long-ass eighties metal hair all the fucking time. And so did all of his drunken asshole lodge-brother pals, too. “Jesus Christ, what’s with yer kid’s fuggin hair dere, he one-a dem dere faggots?” and etc. I got the last laugh though, because every single one of those obnoxious jerks…