In this monologue, LINDA talks to a stranger she met in a park.
LINDA: Look at me. Go on and take a good look. Do you see me? I’m a woman. Not a man. My whole life I’ve been told that I look like a man. I don’t believe I ever received a compliment regarding my “looks” as a woman.
I think we all have a crutch to bare in life. We each have a pain that we need to co-exist with. For me, it’s my looks.
I wrote a letter today and sent it out to that television show that does make overs. You know the show, “Beautiful Day”. Well, I wrote a passionate letter to those folks with the hopes of getting a make over.
All I ask is even one day to look beautiful. Sure, I know those books that talk about “if your beautiful on the inside, you are beautiful on the outside”. My friends and family tell me similar notions. But honestly, let’s face it…I’m an ugly duckling.
Oh, I’ve tried just about everything under the sun that I could possibly get my hands on. You name virtually any damn woman’s care product and I either tried it or read about it. Nothing seems to make me feel like a beautiful woman.
Some days I look at those women in movies like Julia Roberts or Audrey Hepburn…just real classy women. Beautiful women. I sometimes wish I were them.
If I could be beautiful on the outside for a day, that would be my dream come true. Just for one day…to see what it feels like. To be able to look into a mirror and like what I see. To be able to get compliments and date men for a change.
That would be my beautiful day.
In this one-act play, LINDA talks to a stranger she met in a park about not having the confidence to be herself.