How could anyone write a blog about Buenos Aires without stopping for a moment even on the most attractive aspect about living in Argentina: the dating part?
You don’t have to be the brightest or best informed to know that the capital of tango is famous in the whole world for its genetically blessed habitants and their wonderfully passionate characters.
First emails that I got from my girlfriends when I arrived here, were inquiries about the Argentinean men; the months have passed, but the content of the questions have changed only slightly, and the dating part, is still at the center of them.
If you’re European, you might know that in the good, old continent, we really appreciate the Latin beauties. Almost all my male friends think Latinas are the sexiest women alive, while my girls daydream about someone like Luis Miguel or Nacho Figueras. Well, I didn’t buy into the Latin American charm until getting here.
Before Argentina, I felt that all this:”latinos calientes” jingles, sound more like an advertising campaign for a porn line.
No matter if you live in Paris, Tokyo, Rome or New York, dating around the world can be fun or an ongoing suffering, which implies boring conversation partners, repetitive behavior from your admirers, endless monologues in which you question your mental health because although you promised yourself not to go out with that so-regular Joe…or Matteo, you still did it in the end.
Truly hoping that my blog isn’t read by one of the men I used to date in the past, will say that it was too long since I was having fun on a date! Masculine behavior is quite predictable, and lacking in originality and romanticism. If you are lucky enough to feel butterflies in your stomach, I truly envy you for that!
Often I had the impression that men cook with the same recipe, and God forbid one of them would change the ingredients!
How it works? Take one self absorbed guy, make him speak the whole evening about his achievements in a fancy, up-scale restaurant, follow the dinner with a night out partying in some über cool club, in the VIP lounge, and surely he expects you to fall at his Adonis feet...
Personally, I doubt that in the XXI century when women are emancipated, make more money than most of their male partners, and have fancier jobs, really care about a table in a club or a restaurant, or maybe a vacation in an exotic place? We can get all these things by ourselves!
My advice for all the gentlemen out there would be, think twice before preparing for a date. If you prefer a mail- order Barbie girl, continue on the same path, but if you want something more challenging CHANGE YOUR STRATEGY! Be daring, be innovative, be original...and be yourself!
We want a man at our side which is capable of surprising us, who understands us, a man who isn’t your regular Matteo or Giovanni, whose only seductive tactics are based on the car he drives, or the things he owns.
I used to complain that for me dating is an ongoing endeavor and probably will turn gay, before my next birthday.
My parents can keep their calm, since I lived in Argentina, this great plan of mine is death. Dating is fun again…and not regular fun, but high school fun, the kind that makes you write love notes, sing silly songs under the shower, and walk on the street with a goofy expression on your face.
So ladies, will answer now your question: how is it to date an Argentinean man?
It’s exactly like having Belgian chocolate! Once you’ve tried it, you can’t go back to Milka…
Each frog in Buenos Aires turns into a prince: a charming, funny, intelligent, witty prince. They really take their time to know and understand you, without constantly trying to change those little flaws which make your personality so unique and lovely.
In my humble opinion, the Argentinean Ministry of Tourism should focus some of their campaigns on those wonderfully loud and gorgeous citizens they have.
Their headlines could be:
Are you suffering from a broken heart? Move to Argentina!
Are you in a miserable relationship with someone who doesn’t really appreciate you? Come to Argentina!
Are you feeling lost, insecure, bored with life? Relocate to the homeland of gauchos and tango.
The costs of your lifetime adventure will be more approachable than all the counseling sessions at your psychiatrist. So, keep the money in your pocket and wear your heart on the sleeve, because all the dating drama will be left far behind, and love is again crazy and wild as in your teenage years.
This was my last post in the blog until September. I kept the best for last…
