Dating italian single
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.
The truth is, we don’t have the slightest clue of what’s going on right in front of us.
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.
For years they’ve assumed that “I don’t like you” is not to be taken seriously, whereas “I like you” is synonymous with “let’s go to bed.” This new honesty puts them off because it neutralizes their advantage in the hunt.
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.
I’ve watched the most intelligent, savvy women fall for the same blatant bullshit again and again, and then still end up dejected when they realize the plain truth. If these cultural mistranslations occur between Americans and Italians, the situation among two Italians is no less tricky these days.
asked me to write an article for an Italian website about my experience in Italy.
My name is Xiaoxue, I am very kind, knowing, loyal, like to travel, hiking, camping, I am a cosmetics industry assistant, I grew up in Hong Kong, I am 168 cm tall.
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.