Money and salary is brought up frequently, and name dropping is prevalent in a good portion of conversations, especially in Los Angeles where status is paramount.
British girls, meanwhile, do not spend the same amount of money on themselves as American girls, nor do they expect you to spend a lot on them.
After all, I'd watched my fellow countrymen in film and literature charm the hell out of beautiful American women.
But surely not all American girls thought British men had an endless supply of money?
They weren't all obsessed with fame and fortune, were they?
In Britain, we are self-deprecating to the point where we convince ourselves that we're utterly useless in life.
I've always loved this approach: under-sell, over deliver.
So with a heavy heart, it was the end of a fairytale love affair.
Since then, I've spent six years dating American women in the search for "the one".
Recently, I went on two dates in New York within the space of a week, one with a Brit, the other with an American.
The Brit eerily reminded me of myself—she ate quickly, washed her food down with beer, and generally wasn't too concerned about how she might look to the outside world, let alone me.
Over-analyzing American family dynamics is still something that remains a bit of a mystery to me.
In the UK, girls are open with their parents about sex and dating. Girlfriend number three, who came from a conservative family, would often talk about the importance of transparency and honesty, but would lie to her parents about where she was staying, afraid of what they might think of her.
I tried to brush this off—preconceptions are always dangerous when entering any sort of relationship.