Anonymous wrote:One of us is from California (think laid back San Diego beach culture), one of us is from a very well
off, formal, blue bloodish, horsey enclave west of D.C. It’s like we have a constant low grade but humorous culture clash when we talk about our childhood and life experiences. We literally sometimes are speaking different dialects of English, one of us went to a massive urban public middle school in SoCal, one of us went to a very formal boarding school in New England, one of us wears a blue sport coat and loafers everywhere except to bed basically, one of us wears flip flops and hoodies to all but MOST formal occasions. But, absolutely, the deep attraction, mutual admiration, close friendship, and love is 100% there, and has been since the beginnings a few years ago. I’m kind of joking, but also actually wondering if anyone from the DC area has paired up with a very California Californian? And how’d that go?
I’m a CA’ian with a DC born/raised husband. His higher socioeconomic class family, society hierarchy drama, and microculture used to make me feel very nervous and inadequate, in some subtle way I can’t quite put my finger on. I just felt out of place. They weren’t overtly rude to me, but they made it clear that I was sort of a ho-hum disappointment from a place they dismissed. We met in college on west coast, and it was love at first sight. His family didn’t know about our relationship though, so whatever. I don’t know horses or wear the preppy attire but he seemed to like that about me. 😉 No I’m almost 50 and I’m still not “from here” but I don’t care anymore. They had/have a lot of presumptions about CA that were just wrong or rude. He was and is always great though. His sisters however to this day give me a feeling of kind unease.
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