As part of my never-ending series of entries dedicated to daydreams and personal ramblings, this week I explore the wonderful recurring dreams of being married to an Italian. I'm not Italian, nor do I currently have any crushes on any Italians in my life, but when I see somebody like Asia Argento go nuts in another B movie, my heart beats a little faster. I know that in real life my Italian wife would probably be nothing like feisty Ms Argento, but that's what unattainable fantasies are all about. I know that people like Sophia Lauren aren't likely to be found cruising the Italian dating scene, but a man can still dream (although it should be noted that Sophia is a tad past per prime, but you likely get the picture).

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