Dating an italian american seem intimidating
If you’ve ever lived/dated in a different culture, I would LOVE to hear some of your thoughts and experiences. If you’ve lived in or dated an Italian, do you agree or disagree with my assertions?
What were some of the most shocking cultural differences? And my fellow New Yorkers – what are your thoughts on dating in this city?
” I’ve certainly had my fair share of ups and downs while dating in NYC – honestly, it was mostly downs, until I met my boyfriend (click here to read about why he’s a keeper! I’ve encountered more than enough flakes, guys who have canceled while I’m literally in the middle of getting ready, creeps who have sent cloyingly flirtatious (borderline uncomfortable?
) text messages, douchey finance bros only looking for one thing…a couple of nice guys I just never hit it off with, and a few weirdos who still make me cringe.
” Pointing at the ground, he says, “I think you dropped something.” “I did? I mean if I didn’t just literally walk into the CHEESIEST pickup line there ever was…
”I answered, my eyes frantically darting around for a dropped wallet or passport. You never hear this kind of stuff in New York (which isn’t necessarily a bad thing), and I’ve found that guys are less emboldened to make moves (unless you count the one time I was picked up by a guy I met on the subway). In Italy, at least for an American dating an Italian, the conversation topics generally revolve around cultural differences – and often the same stereotypes that get repeated over and over until they become a boring, hackneyed cliche.
It can lead to a lot of frustration, flakiness, lamentation and wondering – “Where’d All The Good People Go?In New York (with the exception of the aforementioned finance bros), guys move a bit slower and are generally more respectful of your boundaries.Where an Italian might try to go in for the kiss even if he senses you’re not keen on it, New Yorkers tend to take things a bit slower, and at least try to respect/pick up on your body language and cues. I know he’s kind of controversial to mention right now but Aziz Ansari’s book really lays out what it’s like to date as a millennial in the modern era – how the paradox of choice and feeling like we have to be optimizers leaves us feeling empty, unsatisfied, and unfulfilled, always with an eye out looking for the next best thing, forgetting that a bird in the hand is better than two in the bush.This list is by NO MEANS complete or scientific, just my musings on what I perceive to be some of the biggest differences on what it’s like to date in Italy versus NYC. ” and “Oh wow, .” I’ll never forget the time when I was 19 and fresh off the plane, walking through the San Lorenzo market, when one of the vendors (who quite probably was not an Italian, though I didn’t know any better at the time) said “Excuse me, miss!” three times, before I turned around and said hesitantly “Yes…??
I suppose the negative to this is that you generally know in Italy if a guy is interested or not, whereas in New York, it can sometimes feel like a guessing game (because remember, #options). At first I found these conversations to be interesting, but later on I more often than not found myself bored saying the same things over and over again.