Still, when I met my first girlfriend in 2007, a ballerina who had recently moved from San Francisco, I was immediately taken aback by an overarching obsession with status and money.She had a vision of the man she was going to marry: tall, dark, handsome, and a millionaire.
If a bumbling buffoon like Hugh Grant could steal Julia Roberts' heart in It was the summer of 2006 when I first landed in New York as a 19-year-old, laden with warnings about American girls: they're high maintenance, my friends told me.
I tried to brush this off—preconceptions are always dangerous when entering any sort of relationship.
On the contrary, British girls have no shame picking kale salad out of their teeth on a date.
It just took me a while to realize that this might have nothing to do with etiquette at all, but rather, it might be because American women are more anxious than British women.
On my first date with girlfriend number six, we went dancing before playing bocce in Brooklyn.
It was a night full of spontaneity, which American girls—naturally outgoing and vivacious—have perfected.
As a young, single British guy crossing the Atlantic for a career in the United States, I was extremely curious about the dating life that was in store.
After all, I'd watched my fellow countrymen in film and literature charm the hell out of beautiful American women.
I remember one girl I went out with from the UK whose mother knew all of her intimate details.
It was a bit embarrassing when I finally met her, but hey, better be honest than conceal the truth?
They weren't all obsessed with fame and fortune, were they?