As promised, I am following up on recent post about turning into an “Italian”. I had written, in jest, that all I needed to complete the deal was get down all those crazy hand gestures and show more cleavage. Of course, as expected, at least one of my male friends had to comment on the cleavage part. So here is my response and the male reader shall remain nameless.
I lied about the nameless part 🙂 As much as I appreciate your appreciation for my cleavage (or should I state all cleavage cuz you are a guy after all), let me point out one simple fact to you:
- I live in Italy. Only once did I dare to wear a dress with the slightest amount of boobage showing and when I bent over that was it! I had four male students between the ages of 25-40 and I lost them completely! I asked them 3 times to ‘go to page 14’ until I realized that they were rendered deaf and dumb after a quick glance at the girls. HOLY COW! No wonder this country is on the brink of collapse. I don’t know what they put in the water here but the average Italian male cannot concentrate for a nanosecond the instant they see boobs, long legs, or long hair.I blame Berlosconi mostly because he controls most of the Italian media and this is all you see on Italian TV. Simple fact, the men here have never been weaned.But, I do appreciate you reading and commenting on my blog none the less and when I am back in Canada I would be happy to show some cleavage because I know Canadian men are appreciative and more importantly, subtle about their appreciation 🙂
Yours truly, Leah
PS. My husband is NOT an exception to this rule…which is perhaps how I got his attention in the first place (so I am grateful for that) AND…more importantly, my mom reads my blog so keep your comments clean 🙂
Question: Should I click ‘Nature’ as one of the categories for this post? lol