Every girl remembers her first…
…V Day performance, that is.
It was my senior year of college, and I was a little bit bitter. I auditioned for my school’s production of the Vagina Monologues two years prior and they rejected me. Regardless, my friend, a sexual assault survivor, was going and she wanted my support. So I went, and at the very first “what would your vagina wear…” I was hooked.
I felt that those monologues were my monologues. I could relate in so many ways. Hair brought me back to the time a partner told me: “if a woman is clean shaven, I’d lick her all day,” then pointedly refuse to perform oral sex on me when they saw that I wasn’t.
Because He Liked To Look At It reminded me of a time where I wasn’t just uncomfortable with my vagina, but I could hardly be naked around myself.
