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Something to be learned from Italian men.

Okay so here's the deal. Italian men are unique. So unique. NOTHING like American men, can't even be compared. You can stereotype them and you can make generalizations about them, but the one thing that rings true, I think, for pretty much ALL Italian men, is that they aren't afraid to tell you how they feel.
They think you look good? No hesitation. They're going to tell you that you look good. If it makes them look like a fool, they don't care. I'm actually not even sure if they notice. It's not a weird thing to see a beautiful girl in the street and say "You look beautiful" or something along those lines in Italian. Yeah, it can be super creepy, especially if they mutter it under their breath or include some sort of kissing noise at you as you pass them on the street. But to a certain degree its something that can be appreciated. If you're in a bar, and a guy thinks he likes you, he's going to say it."But I'm in love with you!" has been heard more than once in a bar while I've been here. "You don't love me, you just met me. But thank you." What else do you say to that? And though it seems a little forward, especially to us Americans, its nice, you know? American men, on such a general basis, are so guarded and, like Englishmen (we studied this in my lit class..) they can be pretty bad at showing feelings. Italian men do NOT have this issue. In Italy, the land of love and romance, the men have no fears. Women are idolized. They want you to know they appreciate your beauty. They want to tell you they love you. They want to talk to you. If you have a boyfriend, or a husband, but another man loves you, the other man isn't going to let the fact that you're already in a relationship get in the way. He's going to court you, woo you, and tell you he loves you, even if he gets shut down OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN. American men could take some advice from Italian men, in this regard. No, please don't start kissing at women in the street or muttering creepy things under your breath, but if a girl you like looks good, TELL HER. Don't worry about looking like a fool, because most likely she's going to appreciate it. If you like a girl, take a little tip from the Italian men and TELL HER. The persistence in these men is actually unbelievable. There are no fears of rejection, and I think that's something to be admired. They're going to fight for love, no matter the obstacles.

No, I did not date an Italian man while I was here.
Yes, it did drive me crazy getting hollered at and kissed by Italian men on a regular basis.
No, I didn't really enjoy being groped by strangers in the bar, or getting kissed by 40 year old men.
Yes, I'm going to miss the attention, and being told that I look good. Everybody appreciates a little confidence boost, right?
Yes, I thoroughly enjoyed the conversations I had with the nice, not creepy, fun Italian men that I met while living here (they do exist).
But most of all, I will miss the fearless quest for love that every Italian man takes part in. Yes, I do think American men could learn from this. It's definitely been an eye-opening experience for me. The Italian sun burns for romance, this is true.
There's something to be learned from Italian men.

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