Jenna Bush Hager under fire for 'body shaming' man in Speedos
The 43-year-old mom-of-three had been hosting an episode of Jenna and Friends last week alongside Dwyane Wade when the pair gave their verdict on men wearing Speedos.
The topic, which was discussed in the show's Internet's Divided segment, was thrust into the spotlight after New York City dad Tyler Moore went viral for wanting to normalize dads wearing the swim shorts.
During the segment, Jenna voiced her distain for the swimwear.
'If my husband brought out a Speedo, I'd be shocked,' she said. 'And by the way, a man thigh?'
Dwyane then quipped: 'Yeah, a hairy man thigh, nobody wants to see that.'
Before the segment moved on, a photo of Tyler and his children popped up on screen which led to Jenna commenting: 'And I would just say, not every dad looks like that model dad that we just put on TV.'
Following the episode, Tyler has now hit out at the remarks and said that it was 'surreal' to have his 'body publicly discussed and shamed on national television.'
She had been giving her verdict on dads wearing Speedos when she past comment on New York City dad Tyler Moore
Taking to threads, he wrote: 'Last week, my decision to wear a Speedo while lap swimming and open water swimming was discussed on The Today Show.
'During the segment, Jenna Bush Hager commented, "No one wants to see hairy man thighs," and followed up by saying, "Not every dad looks like that model dad," referring to a photo of me in the suit.
'It's a surreal experience to have your body publicly discussed and shamed on national television.'
Tyler's comments were part of a larger post about body shaming, in which he urged the media and others to stop commenting on women's bodies.
'Seeing women tearing other women down over gaining or losing weight is insane to me,' he wrote.
'Seeing men even having an opinion on this is even more insane to me.
'Is being taught if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all a thing of the past? SMH.
'Nobody wants to hear your thoughts on their body, so let's please try to make this world a *sliver* of a better place by not tearing down someone you may or may not know.'
Responding to Jenna's comments, Tyler said it was 'surreal' to have his body 'publicly discussed and shamed on television'
Tyler's followers were sympathetic to his ordeal and expressed their sorrow.
Taking to the comments, one said: 'That is horrible! They should be ashamed of that. We know better these days!'
'Whoa!!! That's super uncool!!! I'm sorry that happened,' another wrote.
A third continued: 'Okay boys. You know your mission. Start flooding Jenna Bush Hager's social media with pics of hairy man thighs.'
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