Vagina Monologues 2k16
I’m sitting here on my day off, listening to Janelle Monae’s Electric Lady, and things are pretty good. They’ve been pretty good for a while, I think. You only need to go back to the end of January to see where things turn around. Let’s take it from Saturday though…
Pitt’s Campus Women’s Organization presents The Vagina Monologues
I haven’t seen The Vagina Monologues since 2014. Last year as a part of the board of directors, I worked the ticket sales desk both nights, so I only saw bits and pieces. As a part of the board I also was invited to the cast after-party, which was very much one of those formative life experiences? At once, one of the best nights of my life, and also this very validating night.
And I think part of growing up is like, taking that validation, absorbing it and moving on. So I had a fantastic time just watching The Vagina Monologues this year, cheering on my friends in the show, and walking out the door. Someone asked, and maybe even encouraged trying to go to the cast party, but I felt alright not going. I wasn’t part of the show this year, after all. 30% of my brain probably would have loved to gone, but the rest realized that, what happened last year was special, and that injecting myself into the same thing a year later would have been different. Besides, there was something amazing to look forward to on Sunday.
Valentine’s Day 2k16
I spent Valentine’s Day surrounded by the lovely people of Planned Parenthood Western Pennsylvania. In a lot of ways, I feel like this is the next chapter in my life as a feminist seeking the company of others. I love my people at CWO but our schedules seem so incompatible. The same way the Vagina Monologues cast party was validating in 2015, I feel like this PPWP dance party at Spirit Lodge was validating this year, and validating for different reasons. In 2015 I realized I had made it as a male feminist, I guess, like I was welcomed into the rebellion. In 2016 I felt validated just as a person? Like it really is this easy to meet new friends, dance, get a little drunk, and have an amazing time. This transition from Student-to-person has had lots of ups and downs, and the perks of not being a Student are becoming more and more apparent.
Plus I got a little peck on the cheek, and I blushed like a kid.