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SERIOUSLY!
I mean, can you imagine being a chubby girl who's been picked on for her weight, and Tyra Banks comes on television and proclaims herself your champion to a totally apoplectic, verklempt audience who starts practically speaking in tounges of hysterical affirmation, and for just a brief moment you allow yourself to feel the shaky burgeoning of a petite bud of self-esteem, even while you know that it's coming at the hands of the same bullshit media that previously skewered you...
...and then a few months later, the SAME WOMAN basically says to you: you know what? I lied. You fat chicks are on your own, I miss looking like a supermodel, and please pass me the red wine which I think is "gross" but I'll drink so I can look "sexy"?
I work in Hollywood and rarely get worked up over celebrity antics, but she's sort of my own private anti-Christ.
Thanks for the "me too" ; )