I had female friends who had no idea they were apparently someone’s girlfriend.
The American teachers at my language school had a phrase to describe dating Russian men.
Petersburg after graduating from my overpriced New York liberal arts college.
All of which is to say, I am dual in every way, and my plethora of multicolored passports is a worthy symbol of the cultural mish-mash of my personality. The first thing that you’ll notice when you get to Russia is that the women are astoundingly beautiful and immaculately presented.
And in that strange and romantic moment I thought, “One day I’m going to put this in a story to explain my convoluted relationship with Russian men.”I should preface this story by saying that I am Russian.