I AM WOMAN: Vagina talk

The Web site for the award-winning alternative weekly, the Philadelphia City Paper.

email
font size
comments
0
share
options
 

I AM WOMAN: Vagina talk

POSTED: Monday, February 21, 2011, 5:00 PM
Filed Under: I Am Woman
In contrast to our weekly dude column Man Cave, I Am Woman adds a feminine touch by chronicling the weekend adventures of a single Philadelphia socialite.
Vaginas. I will probably never hear, say, or see that word to the extent that I did this weekend when I was part of the cast for The Vagina Monologues at Temple University. I love this show because it can be funny, sexy, painful and exciting. The entire performance takes you on an emotional journey. My monologue was full of hurt and anger. Each night I performed I had to go to a dark place and convince the audience they could feel it, too. Acting can be so powerful. My friends came to the last performance, toting flowers, Vagina Monologues merch, and a round of shots later that night at Mad Mex. Mad Mex is a hidden Mexican restaurant on the University of Pennsylvania's campus, which is great because it caters to a different variety of college students. After mingling for 30 minutes we bumped into a small group of guys. They ranged in ages from 21 to about 23 and were very eclectic in shape and stature, but overall a nice looking group.  We began talking which led to the game 21 questions which, in time, turned sexual. What is it with men and bars and sex talk? Not every girl at the bar wants to jump into your bed and rub skins. If a girl wants to, that's fine, but I don't. Most of the girls in my group coyly avoided the questions or found a clever way to flip the script. I found it hilarious. Men are vulnerable to me at the times they would least expect it. Still high off of Vagina Monologues and women empowerment, no one took a guy home. But back at my apartment, I received a text from a guy I gave my number to last weekend. We've been corresponding back and forth occasionally since then. He asked me if I wanted some company and I shouldn't be alone because I was too smart and attractive for that.  I told him I wasn't alone; my own company is the best there is.
Posted by Jillian Weir-Reeves @ 5:00 PM  Permalink | Post a comment
Comments  (0)


About this blog
Featuring everything from event roundups to concert reviews and sex talk, City Paper's Critical Mass is a space for off-the-wall coverage of Philly's A&E scene.

Follow Critical Mass editors Patrick Rapa and Emily Guendelsberger on Twitter:

@mission2denmark | @emilygee

Blog archives:
Past Archives: