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I asked him how his quest was going and the sound of his bubble bursting must have been audible from across the piazza.
But after talking to him for a few minutes I came to realize that his ideal “Italian” woman bore a striking similarity to Snookie from the Jersey Shore and looked nothing like the Italian women that I knew. He probably would’ve known how to handle Snookie—but I’m quite sure that he had underestimated the mortal danger he would have encountered if, by some random chance, a real Italian woman would have shown some interest.
The women are tired of the aforementioned routine where proper decorum implores them to resist, even if they’re genuinely interested in the boy in question.
So now some of them are forsaking this centuries-old script in favor of a more a direct approach; only the Italian men are at a loss and don’t like it one bit.
In the article, I suggest that in the Italian dating arena, we poor American men are severely handicapped—even totally disqualified—by our post-feminism sensitivities and political-correctness. We open doors, engage in smart conversation, avoid sexual innuendo, and never assume that an invitation for dinner or a drink is any more than just that.
What’s worse, we don’t even realize what we’re doing wrong. Silly us, we thought that our All-American charm and goodwill leftover from World War II would instantly ingratiate us with those belle ragazze.
I’ve tried eavesdropping on conversations, but there’s something very subtle and cryptic in the repartee that would simply fall flat if it came from an American.
Never before in their lives have they been showered (inundated, pummeled) with such overt attention from the opposite sex—and most of them are ill-prepared to deal with it.
Even when they recognize the obvious ruse for what it is, there is something inside them that wants to ignore the fact that they’re being played and just enjoy the attention.
As I’ve come to grips with this complete lack of desire to have a (honeymoon) with someone of Italian descent, I wondered what expats who have dated (or married! So I asked 9 expats what it’s like to have a romance in one of the world’s arguably most romantic languages.
“Dating an Italian is intoxicating in a good way, it’s so easy to get caught up in their passionate natures and endearing accents, just make sure to not completely lose your head and make sure it’s the real deal and not a novelty because past the ‘honeymoon’ phase, the ‘fascino’ of dating someone from a totally different culture tends to fade to the background of everyday life.
I couldn’t help cringing when I heard of this plan, but I wished him luck and offered my advice, should he desire it.