Some years ago, playwright-performer Eve Ensler became mortified by her not-so-flat, post-40s belly. She starved herself, hired a trainer and watched late-night Ab-Roller infomercials. She compulsively worked the treadmill and even fantasized about contracting a parasite.
"I was worried about vaginas," an actress declares in Eve Ensler's hit play, "The Vagina Monologues," at the Canon Theatre. "I was worried about what we think about vaginas, and even more worried that we don't think about them."