Monologues for women | "My Father's Blue Eyes" by Gabriel Davis
My Father's Blue Eyes
A dramatic female monologue from the play Dreams in Captivity
by Gabriel Davis
(Livi tells her husband Pax about one of the few times in her childhood she felt her father actually "saw" her).
I was fourteen. For some reason, my guidance counselor took an interest in me. Who knows what she saw in me – wearing Barry’s hand-me-down rugby shirts... But she entered me in a local beauty pageant. Bought me a nice dress, and some makeup and everything. Got me all dolled up....
(Beat)
It’s a silly story. (Pax tells her to "go on")
(Beat)
Well, the night of the pageant came – and she tried to get my dad there. But of course he wouldn’t... And then...I won. I won. I couldn’t believe it. And they gave me this tiara. I remember getting home and being so proud – and there was Dad, sitting on his Lazy-Boy, watching something funny on TV, 'cause he was laughing – just really in a good mood. Well, I just waited, patiently, until the commercial. Then I walked up to him, tapped him on the shoulder, ever so lightly, and showed him my tiara – my crown.
(Beat)
And this part, I’ll never forget, he actually smiled at me – he touched my face – and he said “Are you my Miss America? Are you my little Miss Universe?” At that moment, I had his attention. He was looking right at me. And I remember, thinking it was really weird, because I’d never noticed how blue his eyes were before.
This monologue is from the play Dreams in Captivity, available in print and digital editions.
Get Stage Agent's guide to the play here.
I was fourteen. For some reason, my guidance counselor took an interest in me. Who knows what she saw in me – wearing Barry’s hand-me-down rugby shirts... But she entered me in a local beauty pageant. Bought me a nice dress, and some makeup and everything. Got me all dolled up....
(Beat)
It’s a silly story. (Pax tells her to "go on")
(Beat)
Well, the night of the pageant came – and she tried to get my dad there. But of course he wouldn’t... And then...I won. I won. I couldn’t believe it. And they gave me this tiara. I remember getting home and being so proud – and there was Dad, sitting on his Lazy-Boy, watching something funny on TV, 'cause he was laughing – just really in a good mood. Well, I just waited, patiently, until the commercial. Then I walked up to him, tapped him on the shoulder, ever so lightly, and showed him my tiara – my crown.
(Beat)
And this part, I’ll never forget, he actually smiled at me – he touched my face – and he said “Are you my Miss America? Are you my little Miss Universe?” At that moment, I had his attention. He was looking right at me. And I remember, thinking it was really weird, because I’d never noticed how blue his eyes were before.
This monologue is from the play Dreams in Captivity, available in print and digital editions.
Get Stage Agent's guide to the play here.