You know, Lisa Cunningham, it took me a while to figure this exact question out. First of all, thank you for your thoughtful response! I appreciate you sharing your own story of growing up. It’s interesting how we are shaped from our experiences from childhood, and beyond. And so, on to your question. I was a really awkward kid growing up and for a good deal of my childhood I was actually a tom boy. It was more of the reaction I would get from guys and realizing I was able to manipulate them to get what I wanted because they found me attractive. However, when I looked back while I was trying to recover from an eating disorder, I remembered my parents would make comments on people’s bodies and judgments about who was “allowed” to wear what or why it wasn’t appropriate for someone to be wearing what they were. My family rarely commented on my looks growing up, and since I was a late bloomer, I was already grown before I heard one of them say I was pretty. And it definitely was a struggle for my brothers to even admit that to me. ;) So to answer in short (after an already long reply), my family never commented much on my looks, aside from mean brothers saying I was ugly growing up, but it was more of my environment in learning that I could use my looks to get what I wanted.