Are Russian women easy?

Posted 19Aug2017.

My only issue with this question is that it infers that women from other nations are “easy” and wrongly simplifies the idea of courting/wooing/shagging. Show me a nation of “easy” women in this context, and I could probably find the other end of the spectrum…

However…

In terms of getting their attention and progressing a friendship into a relationship, I am very qualified to answer this one.

No.

Sometime in late 2011, I became friends with many international students here in Columbus, Georgia. All musicians, and nearly all of them were chain-smokers, which fit well with my atrocious habit smoking habit I had picked up doing Medevac missions in Iraq. One of them had caught my eye – long dark hair, a smoldering intensity, and the aforementioned “Siberian Look” mentioned by Julia. I had been sitting with a Croatian viola player, a Serbian pianist, and an Army Captain, smoking and sharing jokes, when this raven-haired bundle of determination stopped to chat with the musicians.

During a lull in the conversation, I introduced myself and during the short conversation, I mentioned that I took Russian in High School, years ago.

“That’s nice.” Right back to talking about music.

Ouch.

Later conversations with her were best described as her being terse while I attempted to find a way to break the ice with her. Not to get in her pants, but to genuinely get to know her:

“Oh. Hi. I have to go. Rehersal.” (Yeah. That was what she was rehersing.)

“Sorry, my students will be arriving soon. I don’t even have time to finish my fucking coffee.”

And so on.

Fast forward to the late spring of 2012, I was sitting and talking with one of the professors at the local watering hole and asked how she was doing. He sent a quick text and left with a quick “She’s sitting in her apartment bored. I’ll be back – gonna go pick her up.”

No. I was convinced that this woman hated me. I had tried to be conversational, pleasant, and engaging, to no avail. So now, I was going to have to try to focus as best as I could through the three Scotches and hope that she didn’t punch me out of annoyance or force me to slink away as steadily as I could.

“Oh, it’s you!” Were her first words in coming up to the table. An amazing smile, which preceded an amazing three-hour conversation about Dmitri Shostakovich’s “String Quartet No. 8,” which I knew thanks to “Angel Dust” by Faith No More, and Soviet/Russian history, which was part of the motivator for my interest in taking Russian. At the end of the night, we exchanged numbers, and a few hours later, I sent her a very nice text thanking her for the great conversation. One text led to many, one dinner led to many more, and we were married on June 18, 2014 – two years to the day of that first smile.

Note: never get married in Georgia wearing a uniform – I was drenched in sweat and on the verge of passing out. (Source: author.)

Are Russian women easy? I can only speak for one, so no, they aren’t… but that’s part of her charm. Easy women put me off – the chase and determination is part of the fun, and the investment in the relationship is what is the most valuable.