The vagina is beautiful – it is dressed with brightly colored clothes and Harry Winston diamonds while moaning, “take me.” It is not solely a woman’s body part; beyond its prescribed reputation it is her identity, her soul and her demeanor. At least that is what Saturday night’s “Vagina Monologues” displayed.
Katarina Woloschuk
Staff Writer
Bleachers covered with colorful satin fabric rested on top of the dimly lit stage. Audience members filled in the seats and at...