To Her Royal Highness the Duchess of Sussex, Meghan Markle



To Her Royal Highness the Duchess of Sussex, Meghan Markle


I saw in the news last night that you just had your first son. My heart went out to you as I too, couldn’t fit into my jeans coming out of the hospital with my first son 33 years ago either. I was known for my figure and fashion sense and after having my son, I couldn’t control how my body looked and how much weight I had gained and I couldn’t even think of fashion now that I had my hands full taking care of new life.


If you read this, just know that you WILL get your body back for the most part (although my waist was never a 24” again no matter how much I dieted). Also know that your life will never be the same again. It is amazing that in one day, so much can change, when you give birth. One moment of looking into my sons eyes while I was nursing him that first day, I would have thrown myself in front of a truck to protect him. That feeling has not changed although now he protects me!


So, look forward to a wonderful life. Someday little Archie will start talking back. His first word may be an emphatic “No!” But it is still a wonderful life, having children.


Back when I first became a mother, we didn’t have as many ways to communicate and share adventures and life’s trials. I hope that you know there are many women who have been through what you have and are praying for you. Some have had the added pressure to “look good” immediately like you and find it an almost impossible task. We are right there with you as you go through your new found Motherhood. (just in time for Mother’s day!)

Happy Mother’s Day Meghan! 



How DO I Look?

I grew up in a small town, was a good student and swam competitively from the age of 6 on. I never focused on my body weight, body shape or foods that I ate. I was CONTENT with myself!

Then, I was discovered and swept up into the New York scene right when I graduated high school. All of my friends were at beer parties and eating pizza in their new college campuses and I was in New York City in an apartment wondering how many carrot sticks I could have for dinner. One night my roommate Kelly Emberg came home and caught me eating a whole head of iceberg lettuce. She laughed at me and I started to cry because that was all I was eating that day. “It’s only 50 calories”, I sobbed.

I had to learn quickly at 18 years old how to maintain my weight and still have enough energy to “look good”. It took years of trying new diets to figure this out. I even wrote an eBook on Amazon called DIETING LESSONS.

One day working with VOGUE and Irving Penn, a famous photographer, I decided that I was too fat and boycotted breakfast and actually stood up through lunch, waiting to go on set to shoot the clothes. I stood as I didn’t want to wrinkle the clothes and Mr Penn had called a quick lunch when I was already dressed in the outfit. It was easier to stay dressed than change in and out of the clothes. When it came time to go on set, Mr Penn took one look through his famous lens and declared that I had no life in my eyes. I was banned from the set and never worked with him again. So much for not eating, huh?

I thought being thinner would mean I was more desirable as a model and to be honest, I still struggle with that. I still worry that I am not good enough.

Many of us struggle with body image. I look back on growing up and realize that it was a good thing to be so ignorant about how I looked. A part of me envies that innocence in certain people. They just have no idea or don’t care how they look walking around. I was content living that way as I didn’t know any better. Now, I see myself through others eyes from years of being trained. I know how I look to others from each angle and how to present myself to the camera. I learned from feedback how to stand or sit and how to relax my face to look my best from each angle. Sometimes it is kicking a leg out casually or putting my hand on my hip. It may look natural but it is from years of other people telling me what looks good and what I should never do again.

So, is it right to just accept ourselves without trying to present our best selves to the world or should we work on it daily? How much is too much, worrying about how we look to others?