Last night was the dress rehearsal/preview night for The Vagina Monologues. We had a small, invited audience.
I mentioned, the other day, that my role/monologue is very, umm, not me. Or not so much, not me, but a very hypersexualized, lady-loving, overt version of me. What I did not get in to, is that this particular monologue is also very CHALLENGING to deliver. During the monologue, I talk about helping other women orgasm, (something I've never had experience with as a heterosexual lady), and then the piece culminates with me making a series of increasingly loud, ridiculous, sexual noises. For perspective, you can read my piece here.
Directly after the performance, I was approached by quite a few audience members. Some congratulated me, some hugged me, but a particular woman said something that really made me smile.
This woman, who looked like she was in her sixties, approached me from across the room. As she came toward me, she pointed a finger at me and exclaimed, "YOU! You, missy, have got some serious GUTS...You are BRAVE..."
She went on,
"You know - I'm going to tell you something. I have a friend, who is a massage therapist. She is a worldly woman. She has had a lot of adventures and done a lot of daring things. One day, she was discussing something with a group of friends and someone turned to her and said. "Wow, that took a lot of BALLS!" She replied, "Hold on there...that took a lot of OVUM." And what you did on stage, my dear, that didn't take balls, that took a lot of OVUM!"
Then she patted me on the arm, and walked away.
Ovum. I love that, and I love this show.
Opening night tonight! EEEEEEEEEEK!