Since the Italian Male stands for 90% of my decision of blogging about Italy, lets stay with him for a while…
I remember reading once, I think in a Sophie Kinsella book, what they called in NYC the once over look. Basically it consists of a person A scanning a person B in less than 2 seconds to see if that person is acceptable or not. In that case, the main criteria for acceptance were: being a size 0 and wearing Pret a Porter clothes from the year. Actually, I have to admit it's something I already experimented in Paris...
But in Italy, the dimension is different, I can’t say it’s all about sex, but it’s definitely a matter of attraction…
I’ve been talking with some Italian friends, and they did confirm what I thought: basically, wherever you are, whatever the context is, if you see somebody watching you or you see somebody that you find cute, you just watch the person deeply in the eyes. Meanwhile its like if your brain was making a smart calculation to decide if there is possible match… or not. The thing is that it becomes like an automatism for them, it's like part of their DNA. Guys will do it, I mean watching you in the eyes even when holding the hand of their girlfriend…
Some mornings, I get up not really awake and feel suddenly aggressed. That’s why probably I became a pro sunglasses including indoor… With them I feel less aggressed and it' s not even a problem of being rude, since Italians were them everywhere. Was so funny, cause when I went to Sweden, my friend was wearing some, the evening around 8pm and a guy came to tell her “I think you don’t need them now, apart for the moon...”
The attitude of guy towards girl does not stop only to the once over look, which is by the way dangerous, cause now each time I go back to France I do it, I’m watching people I don’t know deeply in the eyes and they think I’m flirting with them ... Ooops.
I remember that time in France when I was able to screen the male population without having anybody noticing it. Here its over, it' s like if guys had radar, they feel a nanosecond look on them and watch you immediately…
Anyway as I was saying that' s not the only thing you can experiment when you' re a girl in Italy. Being a girl means, walking in the street and hear potentially 50 ciao bella per day, longer is the period you walk, bigger is the “risk” to hear them. I always thought it was a stereotype, well apparently not. Regularly, I just go out, haven’t done 3 steps yet and I already feel the once over look and/or the ciao bella. This is simply crazy, the guy can be old, young, in a car, on a terrace, that does not change. Honestly, I'm not sure I spend a day without hearing something of that type.
But, the good part is, once you understood they will never ask you for more, they're not stalkers, that it’s just an attitude, it suddenly makes your day and boosts your ego. Actually since I’ve been in Italy, I do feel more attractive. Thank you guys...
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