Still, when I met my first girlfriend in 2007, a ballerina who had recently moved from San Francisco, I was immediately taken aback by an overarching obsession with status and money.She had a vision of the man she was going to marry: tall, dark, handsome, and a millionaire.As a young, single British guy crossing the Atlantic for a career in the United States, I was extremely curious about the dating life that was in store.After all, I'd watched my fellow countrymen in film and literature charm the hell out of beautiful American women.
“He cut all my food up for me and wouldn’t let me use my own fork. Online, the man seemed normal to a fault, but turned out to be a proper weirdo.How does a girl from Texas end up with a tendency to go after English guys? Three years and four English boyfriends later, I was left wondering the same thing.In my defense, I'd say Gwyneth Paltrow, who recently announced her separation from Chris Martin—who, in turn, blamed the breakup on his own lack of enthusiasm for life—would probably understand the initial attraction.After all, as she put it, "dancers don't make a lot of money." I wasn't the guy that could spoon feed her, so it ended.But surely not all American girls thought British men had an endless supply of money?