
Good Enough Mother’s heart broke a little bit yesterday while watching Oprah’s interview with actress and author Portia de Rossi.
Did you catch it? De Rossi, Ellen DeGeneres’ better half (they were legally married in 2008) gave an unflinchingly honest and heartbreaking look inside her life, or at least what it was like as an up and coming actress/model in Hollywood. In her new book, Unbearable Lightness, de Rossi talked about how years of hiding her sexuality, coupled with the pressures of being on the hit TV show Ally McBeal, led to an eating disorder in which, at her lowest point, she was consuming just 150 calories a day. A DAY! Can you even imagine?
I was never a huge Ally Mc Beal watcher but I do recall the buzz about the women on the show and how scary skinny they were. Calista Flockhart, who played the lead was frighteningly thin and Portia looked near death in paparazzi photos around the time.
But what is it about size that makes even the most confident women tremble if even just a little bit? Of course it’s exacerbated in show business, including TV news, the world I used to be in. I wish I had a dime for every time someone said to me (and still do to this day) “Oh you’re just a little thing.” Or “You look so much bigger on TV!” (That last one is usually said with such surprise that they are holding one hand over their mouth). People, please, that is NOT a compliment so if you ever see me in person, I’d really rather you bite your tongue than hear that (again).
When I left local news in Dallas, Texas for the bright lights of CBS’s The Early Show back in 2002, I was in my late 30’s and looked like your average woman. 5’6” tall, I weighed about 135 pounds (hey, I liked to eat and BBQ is BIG in Big D), I was roughly a size 6-8. I had had a couple of kids so my waist was not as small as it once was, even though I worked out. It was just the way my body was built. The other women on the show, Hannah Storm and Julie Chen both had great bodies with much slighter builds. I never got too crazed about it but I was always more aware of my size.
Now, even though I’m not too far from where I was, I am working to get back to the weight I was before or at least close. But size is not what’s forefront in my mind as much as overall health and I am acutely aware that I need to counter some of the images that my teenage daughter sees in the media. How could I do that if I myself was focused on being a size 4 just because? My job is to present to Casey a picture of what a healthy, strong, REAL woman looks like, complete with warts, wrinkles and even some rolls.
What most struck me during Portia’s interview yesterday was how smart De Rossi seems (Unbearable Lightness has been attracting rave reviews). If a woman as together as Portia can find herself corrupted by media images what chance do other young girls have? Only today we’re hearing that Disney star Demi Lovato is in rehab for, apparently, eating disorders and ‘cutting’. How truly sad – and what a statement this makes about today’s society. Let’s just hope Demi can find her way back the way Portia finally has…
But what about you? What do you tell your daughters about weight and food and eating right? Are you worried by the images they see on a daily basis? And where do you lay the blame most… start commenting everyone…







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Rene, excellent column, but I’m smacking your hand a teensy bit! You did something that we all need to stop doing to ourselves.
As you described your size during your Early Show years (5’6″, 135 lbs., size 6-8), you then immediately turned those stats into a negative and implied that you were large because you “like to eat alot and love BBQ.” See how simple it was for you to slip into negative-talk or denigrate your size? Which, by the way, is a great size. I’d love to be 135 right now and back in my 6-8 size clothes. If I was that size, I’d consider myself sexy small.
The one thing missing from Oprah’s interview with Portia, though, was any real calling out as to who the unnamed folks in Hollywood are who have created decades of eating disorders. Portia was quick to come to the defense of David E. Kelly – that was interesting to me. I’ve always wondered what his views about women are – seems like the women in his shows are always super-thin. And or course his wife is one of the thinnest actors working. And she also protected the producers on the show. I know it would be close to impossible to get the real scoop, but I wonder if she ever sat down with Calista or the other women and spoke about how hard it was seeing them at such a small size. When Calista was so small and yet pooh-poohing any talk about having an eating disorder, I never once believed her. I believe she did damage to young women by exacerbating the idea that she was a healthy eater and yet still looked like a skeleton. Yes, some people are thinner than others, but the look of an anorexic is easy to spot.
I would have liked to know if Portia fired the manager who made her feel bad, or if she kept her on and thus kept that manager employed.
Ok, I’m rambling, but your column really hit a chord with me. Recently, I was looking at photos from high school and college, and I cannot believe how I allowed a then-boyfriend to destroy my self-esteem by telling me I was too fat. I look at those photos now and see a beautiful, beautiful girl and young woman who’s never healed from the hurt.
Let’s re-define the conversation so everyone’s daughters are healthier than we were! Have a great evening.
yeah sort of, i didn’t mean for it to sound like that as much as it was that I was so much bigger than those other girls and it did give me a bit of a complex. Amen to redefining the conversation!!
I think girls AND boys have always tried to emulate stars. Think cigarette holders, RED lipstick, James Dean, the Fonz, etc. But I knew plenty men who preferred ‘healthy’ girls/women. Today I see lots of hefty girls livin’ the life, got boyfriends, braggin’ on their junk in the trunk. But there will always always be those who don’t get there for years or maybe never. Our work will never be done, will it? Sigh…
I am a woman who is very defined, by other people, by my size. But not in the way you would imagine.
I am a size 18/20, and a Vintage Burlesque performer. That means yup, I get on stage in my underwear. And you know what? I’ve never been boo’d off stage.
There is a small minority who are uncomfortable with me being comfortable with myself. But for the most part, people see me as I present myself: a talented, humorous, fun, vivascious woman. Who can be sexy as all get out when I want to be.
Yes, I have moments where other people’s voices get into my head, where I question why on earth I would be putting myself out there, to the glare of the spotlight and judging eyes. But then I think about all the women in the audience, some just 18, who NEED to see that it is ok for a woman, any woman of any size, shape, color or creed, to be proud of herself and love herself, and to let herself be loved by others (still the hardest one to master).
So when I’m on stage, people do see my size, obviously, but they also see my smile… they see my talent… they see just another woman. And most of them, if I talk to them after the shows, are literally shocked to find out I’m bigger than they are. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard something along the lines of “oh my gosh, no way! You don’t at all act fat!”.
And I have come to believe, truely believe, that most of the time people take their cues from us… if we act insecure, then they are going to treat us that way. If you hold your head up, (and grow a thick skin, because you’re going to need it) then most people will see the beauty. And the ones that don’t, do you really care about their opinions anyways?
I actually found this more entetiraning than James Joyce.