When I was breaking the news to my friends and family that I was moving to Italy I got a wide variety of responses but the one I enjoyed the most was giggling with my girlfriends about all the gorgeous Italian men waiting for me.
And there are some gorgeous Italian men, believe me.
Their soul-mating began with an unexpected meeting at a bus depot, was almost crushed by a plot twist you never saw coming, and journeyed across the Atlantic Ocean to Italia and back again, before finally reaching its happy ending in Boston. After a month-long sabbatical, I took my mom’s advice and got back into the online dating scene.
It’s a beautiful, true love story that I promise to share soon. Whenever I told people this news in person, they almost all said “Good for you!
Ilaria Perrone, sex columnist for Grazia.it, the go-to magazine for the "It" girls of Milan, has given up on dating. But if you want to see him again, you have to wait. I know in New York you do the other things first, then sex after, but here we think blow jobs are more private than sex.
“Italian men are romantic but they are also liars,” she told New York sex columnist Maureen O’Connor in the latest entry in Italy in 30 Days’ Exchange Rates conversation series. " And don't even get her started on the shortage of cunnilingus slang. It can be very difficult, because in Italy men date because they want to have sex. If you go with a boy in Milan, you know 90 percent of the time, you will be with him that night. I used to talk with friends who lived in USA, and they tell me, “We go on real dates. You can have sex with a condom on a first date, but oral sex is more complicated. When you live with your parents, when you live with the Pope and the church, it’s difficult to change your mind so quickly. In this country, men can do whatever they want because they are men, they are like this, they need sex, they need affairs. K., girls use Tinder, so here in Milan they get dates with Italian men that way.
Even if they’re not explicitly doted upon by their mom, most Italian boys will admit being catered to, to some extent by their loving mothers. Whitney’s insights to expat life have been published by International Living, as well as by smaller travel blogs.But I am an American girl and I am comfortable admitting that I am out of my depth when dealing with Italian men.In my (very limited) experience, dating an Italian is like staring in your very own soap opera.My parents set me up with unrealistic expectations of romance.Don’t get me wrong, Vincent and Angela Festino are wonderful genitori.