Worst Vogue Article Ever Will Now Become Worst Memoir Ever

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Remember Dara-Lynn Weiss, that super cool, chillaxed mom who forced her 7-year-old daughter onto a Weight Watchers-style diet, shamed her into losing sixteen pounds, then wrote that shitty essay about it that appeared in the April issue of Vogue? Of course you do — you cut out her article and use it as parenting advice all of the time. Even those of you without kids use it to motivate the little butter babies you see on the street. "One too many Pizza Fridays, huh," you say to the little girl with baby fat that you see with her mom on the bus. To the little boy asking for a second piece of birthday cake, you just shake your head in disgust or — if you really want to drive the point home — you push him into the mud in front of all his friends.


"What is wrong with you?" the people ask, but don't let it bother you. You're just doing what Dara did. Sweet, beautiful, kind Dara — we're all on her side, really. Otherwise, why would her essay/behavior get rewarded with a book deal? It's true! You don't have to satisfy yourself with some dinky essay anymore, you get a whole fat book. The memoir, published by Marnie Cochran, will be called The Heavy (inventive) and will chronicle "an experience that epitomizes the modern parenting ‘damned if you do/damned if you don't' predicament."

Right, that modern parenting predicament! You either let your child live unhealthily until he or she turns into a flesh colored puddle or you damage their relationship with food and their own bodies for the rest of their lives. There are two — ONLY TWO — options, so pick wisely!

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Plagiarizing myself from the Gawker thread on this:

On the advice of a physician, my mother put me on a diet when I was five—I was one of those kids who kept my baby fat until I shot up several inches (in my case, around 1st grade). She wasn't evil about like this woman; no public humiliation, no counting calories, no food-related scenes in public or private, no fat-shaming whatsoever, basically just portion control and severely limiting empty carbs.

And even with all those caveats, that diet 30 years ago fucked up my eating patterns to this day. Some of my clearest memories of my young childhood are of this period, of being hungry all the time, of never being allowed to eat until I was full. In grade school I used to hide food in my bedroom and my desk at school, "just in case," even though I'd long ago slimmed down and my mother hadn't mentioned the word diet in years, and as an adult, I'm still severely fucked up about food in ways I've only starting to come to terms with (I'm also fat, due in part to chronic health problems, but also to the shitty, shitty relationship with food I've had for most my life).

Knowing how much damage my mother did with a diet plan that was about 5,000% saner and more compassionate than this one, I can't even imagine the life-long issues this woman has created for her daughter.