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A monlogue I'm working on, for certain auditions...I swap it between Carla and Carl, depending on what the audition is for...
"It all started with Botox. I was curious, wanted to see what all the fuss was about. Heard it could change your looks, ...would make you feel better about yourself. And I was starting to get on in years, and perhaps...So I found a dermatologist, got the Botox, and did see a difference. Hm. Nice. Yeah. I liked how I looked. I was a little happier, for while. But eventually, I decided I wanted something more, I don't know?,...dramatic. Botox was just too subtle. So I went back to the doctor and got some collagen.(Touching Face) Got it here, and here, and here. And like magick!, all my worry lines were erased! My frowns seemed to disappear. I looked in the mirror and thought, "Wow, Yes!, Yeah!!!"...Couldn't wait to get up each morning and see the NEW ME in the mirror! It was still me, yeah, but better, much better. But soon I discovered collagen only lasts a few months. Slowly I started turning back into "the frog." So...that first surgery was very scary! I mean, going under the knife seemed SO serious! But in all honesty, I have to admit, I never really liked how my nose, ears, or mouth looked. And those bags under my eyes, terrible! It was time for a dramatic make-over. And my plastic surgeon was in totally agreement. He said I really needed it. Felt it would "dramatically improve" my looks, my life. Improve, yes?,...better. And for those first few months after the surgery, I can't tell you how happy I was. I was on cloud nine. Was like I'd stepped out of myself and I had become some fantasy of who I always wanted to be. I was confident, daring, started dating...Dating again! I was on cloud nine. But...well eventually....I'd hated my body ever since I was a kid. Everything about it, every INCH of me! Hated it, time for a change, a complete make-over. But I was out of money, and my job didn't pay nearly enough. Not for this kind of surgery. So long story short, I started selling it. Yeah, sex. Had to raise the money. I knew it was wrong, but I needed this surgery, this last change. My body never really fit me. And that's when it hit me. When I realized, no, it wasn't just about my nose or face. That's not what was wrong. I'd been trying to change the limbs on a tree. That's when I realized, I knew, this was going to be my final surgery. It all seems so funny now.(Smiling) But look at me, see? If you only knew me before. I was a whole different person. All I can say is that being a man is so much better. When I was just a girl...It was...I was all wrong. But now when I look in the mirror each morning and there's a man there. And that man in the mirror is me...It was worth it. I'm who I should be, Carl, not Carla. And to think, to think it all started with Botox!"
"It all started with Botox. I was curious, wanted to see what all the fuss was about. Heard it could change your looks, ...would make you feel better about yourself. And I was starting to get on in years, and perhaps...So I found a dermatologist, got the Botox, and did see a difference. Hm. Nice. Yeah. I liked how I looked. I was a little happier, for while. But eventually, I decided I wanted something more, I don't know?,...dramatic. Botox was just too subtle. So I went back to the doctor and got some collagen.(Touching Face) Got it here, and here, and here. And like magick!, all my worry lines were erased! My frowns seemed to disappear. I looked in the mirror and thought, "Wow, Yes!, Yeah!!!"...Couldn't wait to get up each morning and see the NEW ME in the mirror! It was still me, yeah, but better, much better. But soon I discovered collagen only lasts a few months. Slowly I started turning back into "the frog." So...that first surgery was very scary! I mean, going under the knife seemed SO serious! But in all honesty, I have to admit, I never really liked how my nose, ears, or mouth looked. And those bags under my eyes, terrible! It was time for a dramatic make-over. And my plastic surgeon was in totally agreement. He said I really needed it. Felt it would "dramatically improve" my looks, my life. Improve, yes?,...better. And for those first few months after the surgery, I can't tell you how happy I was. I was on cloud nine. Was like I'd stepped out of myself and I had become some fantasy of who I always wanted to be. I was confident, daring, started dating...Dating again! I was on cloud nine. But...well eventually....I'd hated my body ever since I was a kid. Everything about it, every INCH of me! Hated it, time for a change, a complete make-over. But I was out of money, and my job didn't pay nearly enough. Not for this kind of surgery. So long story short, I started selling it. Yeah, sex. Had to raise the money. I knew it was wrong, but I needed this surgery, this last change. My body never really fit me. And that's when it hit me. When I realized, no, it wasn't just about my nose or face. That's not what was wrong. I'd been trying to change the limbs on a tree. That's when I realized, I knew, this was going to be my final surgery. It all seems so funny now.(Smiling) But look at me, see? If you only knew me before. I was a whole different person. All I can say is that being a man is so much better. When I was just a girl...It was...I was all wrong. But now when I look in the mirror each morning and there's a man there. And that man in the mirror is me...It was worth it. I'm who I should be, Carl, not Carla. And to think, to think it all started with Botox!"