Dating dictionary dont just man understand womans
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).
Not to say I don't understand those labels, or haven't cast them onto others myself. But in reality, with pure guy friends, there is no ulterior motive. Minus the anatomy, there is zero difference in how I feel about these friends -- they're basically girls (just don't tell them I said that).
Or, we're exalted for how cool we seem: the ones guys fall in love with, the ones other girls want to be. It's all a bunch of symbolic labels that actually mean very little.
I'm a girl who has always been one of the guys, but also very much a girl; not really blending perfectly into either side. We all know teenage girls have it tough; going through a battle to make sense of societal standards being welded onto their adolescence (makeup, bras, acting shy, crossing our legs, competing for male attention, I can keep going here).
There are a bunch of perks, and plenty of detriments, to this life. But there's a whole other layer on top of said growing pains when part of your coming-of-age story includes being wrested from the pack that raised you.
It would wear on any person -- but there's a unique struggle for the girl who rolls with the boys, and realizes she's sought after for every role except that of the woman those boys want to love unconditionally, romantically…
You will know when a French girl is flirting with you: she’ll smile to excess, move her hair a lot, smile at you, blush, laugh hard and loud at your jokes, find occasions to touch your shoulder (or even your knee… and it’s not unlikely that she’ll make the first move. Again, the game is often more important than the catch, even to men. The woman has all the power when it comes to dating. It’s then up to the guy if the company of “la belle” is enough for him, or if the game has lasted long enough – in which case no-one is forcing him to continue to invite her.
She decides whether she wants the guy or not, and may need more than one dinner to make up her mind… In any case, there is no obligation nor expectation whatsoever for the woman to do whatever after any number of “rendez-vous galants”.
I'll never forget my confusion when my mother pulled me aside and explained I would eventually have to put a shirt on while running around outside with the neighborhood boys.
They pretend so hard not to, but good Lord, your guy friends' girlfriends just can't stand you.
So, since there is no dating protocol, French guys have to work hard for it…