What defines eurotrash? I'm having a lot of trouble in this country full of "pretty" men deciding where the lines are between eurotrash, eurostylish and eurogay. At this party on Friday I was surrounded by a bunch of relatively tall boys, but had a lot of trouble understanding how a guy can use at least a half pint of gel and be considered a) stylish and b) straight. (curious note: I have also run into this gel phenomena in Texas -- I have a couple of cousins who probably don't know what their hair actually feels like there is so much product in it.)
These guys were all G-Star-ed out in fancy sneakers and uber tight t-shirts (which, legitimately, looked good on some of them), serving red tomatoes and cucumbers as snacks (wtf? where are the chips biatch?). I decided to hit on the only guy who didn't have a head full of gel, but I think it was only because he was bald (therefore the only guy there who didn't look like a teenager).
We all left the party to go dancing and I'm like, well sweet, at least if guys are dressed like this, they must know how to rave out. But apparently, regardless of the percentage of spandex in their clothing, Dutch men cannot dance (maybe dancing is the way if you tell if someone is straight or not...). It confused me immensely -- though that might just have been because I was hammered. Apparently, one of the dudes commented that you could tell I wasn't Dutch because I was more "dancey." What the hell does that mean?
Got back to Amsterdam around 6:30am -- a personal record since my arrival. So, first Dutch house party = success. (Fun Dutch fact: "success" means "good luck" in Nederlands) Other really exciting things that happened over the weekend include me getting cable! Hey, only took seven months, not bad considering the lovely customer service culture here.
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