■ Women’s Choice – France (10.3%) While Japanese women consider French men to have a gentlemanly character and a deep mind, it seems that it’s the language that whips them into a frenzy the most.
That French accent is a deadly weapon that gives their guys an advantage over the rest of us.
I was young and naïve so it was a little scary in the beginning and I soon discovered the dating process in America is quite different from the one in Japan.
A lot of people have romantic fantasies of hooking up with someone from another country.
Yet there are rare opportunities for the mystery and novelty of such a relationship for most people. The folks at My Navi set up a survey asking men and women what country besides Japan they’d go in search of a girlfriend or boyfriend.
But I would never do that to my Dad who would be very upset if I did. When I meet a man and I am without my husband, I’ll place within the first minutes of the conversation that “my husband blablabla… That usually is enough to make my state of mind really clear.
I did the same thing as a girl, talking about my boyfriend (actually existing or not) early on in the conversation. And some people are just not faithful, but contrary to popular opinion, it’s not worse in France than anywhere else (and several studies demonstrate it). It’s in our genes and it’s socially accepted in France.
No, wait, all his photos are selfies and he has this one on here twice. However, if they decide they want to meet you in person, they’ll make a move. On a few of my dates, I had trouble reading the mind of the man sitting across from me.
I’ve met guys in bars as well and once was approached on the metro.
I guess it’s much more accepted in France for men and women to be friends.
However, if a woman is dining with a man, you can bet he will pick up the check. I usually trick them by asking to be excused (as if I was going to the lady’s room, grab the waiter and give him my credit card).
Even for a married woman to go out with a male friend who is single: I often travel to Paris by myself, Leyla and Olivier stay in Paimpol, and have dinner with one (or several) of our good male friend(s), single or not.