Dads and Daughters: In Preparation for Father’s Day

I was on the phone with a friend last week and we were talking about my blog. She asked if I was going to write a blog post for Fat Her’s Day. I had no idea what she was talking about. She said, “Oh you know Deah, how you play with words all the time? Instead of Father’s Day you can write about Fat Hers Day.” We had a good groaner giggle…because both of us really love terrible horrible no good very bad puns and when we stopped giggling I said, “No.”

But I was working on a Father’s Day piece and here it is.

“Daddy, am I pretty?”

For many daughters, their dad is the first mirror that reflects their appearance and attitudes about their appearance. For the dad, it’s a powerful position to be in and not always the easiest to navigate. Because we live in a world where media pressure continues to measure success with a tape measure and a scale, knowing whether or not to complement or comment on their daughter’s appearance can cause a great deal of confusion. I have armloads of empathy for fathers who may feel lost in The Paternal Cul de Sac from Hell trying to find their way out.

“How can I help my daughter feel good about herself if I don’t tell her she is pretty?”

It’s true that the world we live in makes it difficult, but try to imagine what kinds of things you would tell a son to help him feel good about himself that have nothing to do to with his being pretty or handsome. Boys of course have their own set of dos and don’ts in this area but that is material for another day.

“But boys won’t like her if she’s fat. I’m just looking out for her own good.”

Would you want her to be in a relationship with someone who is that superficial? Is being in a relationship with a guy more important than having a healthy relationship with herself?

“Okay, forget about the boys, how can I help my daughter love herself if I don’t tell her to lose weight? After all, if her father doesn’t tell her, who will?”

That’s an easy one”¦EVERYBODY!

“Okay, I’ll tell my daughter she is beautiful no matter what she weighs or looks like.”

This shows indisputable good intentions but this, too, can be a mistake.

*HUGE sigh of exasperation*

I know it seems unfair, but comments such as those still puts the emphasis on your daughter’s body and appearance and places her worth in the arena of beauty.

“I can’t do anything right in this arena, can I?”

Let’s turn that around and ask the question a different way.

“What can I do that is right in this arena?”

So glad you asked! Can we stop using the word arena now???

Power you have”¦use it wisely you should.

Number 1: Recognize your power”¦use it wisely. (Wow, I sound like YODA!)


Please understand how much influence you have as a father and take this aspect of parenting VERY seriously. I hope I’m not crossing any gender stereotype lines when I say that there are father-daughter specific challenges that arise when it comes to a girl’s body image and the stakes are extraordinarily high.


When my mother died, I was 13, and my father was left alone to raise daughters. Thirteen is a crucial age for developing a healthy body image and girls are super impressionable at that age to what other people think about how they look. I was no different. I was already self-conscious about the transformation that was taking place; my body was betraying me in so many ways. I could no longer be one of the boys in my t-shirts and jeans climbing trees and playing ball, I had these breasts to contend with. I could no longer be invisible. My body became a place where uninvited comments crashed my private party of self-worth and comfort. My dad’s concerns about my (normal developmental) weight gain during puberty complicated the issue. I started dieting and gained even more weight. I was praised when I was thin and shamed and pitied when I was fat. I didn’t have a stable internal compass of who I was. There was no (self-esteem) needle always pointing north; it changed at any given time based on my body size and fluctuating weight. Because I was interested in boys, my father’s opinions about my attractiveness held, dare I say it, a lot of weight. To please my dad, which I generalized to pleasing all males, meant I had to look a certain way, even though there was no way I could attain that image without dieting and diet pills. Being healthy wasn’t enough, I needed to be thin or I was a failure. Of course, my dad was certain that his insistence was only more proof of his love for me, and I understand why he would feel that way. But as an adult, and a parent myself, I know now that the way he expressed his love for me and how I tried to earn his love, robbed me of any love I may have had for myself.

Number 2: Separation/Individuation

Becoming a parent was my first experience with the Occupy Movement. It started with Occupy Womb, and spread like wildfire to Occupy Bedroom, Occupy House, Occupy Mind, and continues in the present to occupy my heart and my life.  Never before had I felt so completely responsible for another person’s happiness. Never before had another person’s happiness been so integral to my own happiness. I wanted desperately to provide an environment where ones’ value and self-worth were not measured by waist size or pounds on the scale. I wanted to sever the cord that attached physical appearance to self-love and self-acceptance. But even if we could raise our children in a completely weight neutral attitudinal vacuum, one day our kids will leave home or turn on the TV and they will be at a loss as to how to deal with the onslaught of this crazy, sexist, body-obsessed world.  So the weight neutral vacuum intervention (WNVI) is really not the way to go. Instead, it is important to offer access to counter messages, opposing views, and cultivate an inquisitive mind that will challenge the norms. Two of these norms are the belief that diets work and that what you look like is more important than what kind of person you are. It is imperative to remember that her body is NOT your body so please resist the impulse to put your daughter on a diet and try with all of your might not to associate your love for her with her appearance.

Number 3: Fire the Judge.

There is a difference between judging and exercising good judgment. As parents, we want to help our children learn to use good judgment as they figure out their lives. Poor Body Image and Eating Disorders go hand in hand. Think about this: if self-worth wasn’t constantly associated with beauty, do you think that Body Dysmorphia Disorder would even exist? It all starts with judgment, or should I say, poor judgment, when girls are taught that beauty is their most valuable asset. It is easy for fathers to fall into the role of judge, desperate to help their daughters. For some, not doing this is difficult and may feel cognitively dissonant. But there will be enough people out there more than happy to take on the roles of judge, jury and executioner, with your daughter’s body playing the role of the accused. Perhaps what she needs is a supportive counsel, helping her define her life and self-worth using a different set of standards. I think you’d be perfect for the part!

These are not pretty concerns”¦ooh I meant to write petty and it came out pretty! Way to go sub-conscious! These are not petty or pretty concerns. They come from a place of wanting to be a good dad and wanting happiness and success for your daughters. But it takes conscious and careful execution of these intentions to produce a result that is congruent with your desires. So with Father’s Day coming up, along with all of the ties, coffee mugs, and ridiculous TV Remote Control Joke Cards, take a moment to appreciate your daughter for being your daughter and enjoy a moment of precious, unconditional, and mutual love.

Happy Father’s Day.

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By Dr. Deah Schwartz

Dr. Deah Schwartz, clinician, educator, and author specializes in Expressive Arts Therapies, Eating Disorders and Body Image. Deah is the Co Author of the NAAFA award winning Off-Broadway Play, Leftovers, and its companion DVD/Workbook Set. An outspoken “New Yawker,” Deah believes that it is everyone’s responsibility to point out and eliminate size discrimination even when it means battling the mainstream media, and even worse, family members! To find out more about Dr. Deah’s work or to book a session visit her website at

One reply on “Dads and Daughters: In Preparation for Father’s Day”

I don’t recall my dad ever outright telling me I was pretty, but somehow I’ve always known he thinks I am anyway? Mom did tell me I was beautiful, during an age where her opinion was the last thing that mattered, and it was alongside with many negative messages about my dress sense and hair. No negative comments from dad, except possibly for one over a regrettable pair of leggings worn as pants (if suggesting a longer top even constitutes a negative comment). And he tried to convince me men don’t necessarily dislike hairy legs – to which I replied that I disliked having leg hair on me and men had nothing to do with it, and that was the end of the subject. (He seems to have meant it, although possibly he was self-conscious because good hair growth is definitely coming from his half of the genes.)

All the people and things that have made me feel bad about my appearance (or mind for that matter), dad was never one of them. I grew up with, and still have a sense of unconditional acceptance from him. He has plenty of shortcomings, but he didn’t mess up in that department, definitely.


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