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So my college is performing the v****a Monologues as part of V-Day, my first college role in a play, and I have no idea how I'm going to tell my father that I'm going to be onstage with 14 other girls, possibly in a church, saying the word "v****a" or some slang form of it 100+ times in the course of a 2 hour play.

My father....well, to put it bluntly, he's kind of a mysogynist. I don't think he even likes the idea of me being in college. I can seriously see him having words with the directors of the play, possibly even words with the dean or the president of the school. If not to make them feel like fools, then to make me feel like one.

I don't know if I should have left this in the Life Issues forum, but I figure you guys would know a lot more about it than the average Gaian would. I would like to be as non-confrontational as possible bringing this up to him. I don't want any fireworks. I'd just like to know if anybody has any tips on bringing up controversial roles to finnicky parents. Any advice is greatly appreciated.

I'm having the same kind of problem. I was recently cast in a play that requires a brief nudity scene. It's nothing major, I'm just in a shower on stage, taking a shower (jee...go figure), and the most the audience will see is my profile, maybe my butt if I turn to make it believable or something.

Least to say, the fiance' isn't pleased. You just have to explain to him, your dad, like I did my guy. The character is spouting off slang words for v****a, and talking about various sexual escapades she went after. Not you.

You need to let him know that you're still his little girl (if that is what he is into...whatever), and that in no way do you confuse your stage character with who you are in real life.

Do what I do… don't tell him what the play is or about. That's what I always do with my father. When he came to see Quilters, I gave him a vague description of what it was about and then when he came he was face to face with pioneer women having babies, getting their periods, and conducting home apportions. True he wasn’t very happy with me not telling him beforehand, but he got over it.

*GASP!* I love Quilters. But yeah, I didn't tell my dad too much about that one. I can't even remember if he came to see me in that one....huh. I know my brother kinda freaked.

Which is probably why I will probably keep him in the dark about this one, too. Cause pretty much whichever monologue I get assigned, I'll be talking about....well, vaginas (OMG I hope I'm the Angry v****a).

I did e-mail him the other day and he was surprisingly chill about it. He was like "You girls break a leg!" after I nearly died of agony awaiting his possible uproar.

I am the PR princess.