I have to admit, I've always wanted to go to the Vagina Monologues, but I never quite had the courage until yesterday.
What I heard about them had certainly intrigued me—a friend told me I would laugh and cry, that some of the stories were hilarious and others were heartrending. Nevertheless, all this vagina talk made me nervous, and I wasn't too psyched when I heard that the cast members asked the audience to chant the word "cunt." (It was for the sake of reclaiming it, but still.)
But for some reason or other, likely the fact that I'm much more of a feminist now than I was my freshman year, I was ready, excited even, to see the show this time around.
