It's those young comments, before we've built that protective shell that just rebounds unhelpful one-offs, that stay with you & influence you for the rest of your life.
When I was young my mum used to say, I guess you're a career woman, I'll have to get used to the idea that marriage & children aren't for you & be proud of what you achieve yourself. Nothing made me more susceptible to the advances of men/ boys when I outgrew the "ugly duckling" stage. (Which, judging from photos, existed only in mum's mind)
A lovely Indian lady commented on my hairy arms when I was about 50, & I just put it down to cultural difference (Hairy legs = hideous, hairy arms if they're fair are natural in GB) & have never been bothered by it.
There were helpful comments too - my much derided primary teacher discerned my fear of getting things wrong very early & said "the man that never made a mistake, never made anything" & that has stayed with me & counteracted my Mum's judgemental attitude, for life.