French dating game
If I’ve learnt anything during my two years in Paris, it’s that there are certain measures, habits and role reversals we women might feel the need to adopt when playing the dating game with French men.They are, as I’ve come to be enlightened, entirely different to English men.’ Well, of course, in an ideal world I want to answer that question by saying, ‘Let’s do champagne at Le Meurice followed by the Opéra, topped off with a horse and carriage ride that would leave me right at the foot of my door.’ Once my head stops spinning and I’m brought back to the present moment, however, I have once made the regrettable decision of simply answering, ‘Oh, I don’t mind. ’ My date then suggested going for a drink at a bar in Le Marais.This sounded perfect until I Googled the bar and saw it was listed as, ‘Un établissement gay et lesbian’.
I’ve been left speechless when I’ve been asked before several of my dates, ‘So, what would you like to do?
If he’s really not making an effort, however, he’s probably not worth pursuing.
I’d previously been used to a world where if you appeared ‘too keen’, you might lose the guy prematurely.
By all means, get in there and book him in for another date.
It is natural (in France), for a woman to be completely honest and tell the man she wants to see him again.After summoning my friends to a crisis coffee meeting, where I had to tell them about what had just happened to me, my friends explained I had, in fact, told him that I liked him a lot – but as a friend.