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Without question, the holiday season can be a real strain at the best of times. There’s the commercial pressure of gift-giving, the aggressive calendar of festive parties, and the sudden reappearance of relatives you’ve successfully avoided since Easter. Add twinkly lights and a soundtrack of relentless cheer, and suddenly everyone’s pretending it’s magical while quietly Googling “how early is too early for wine?”

Sure, the season looks pretty. Fairy lights do their job. Tinsel sparkles. But for a lot of us, the holidays are the most challenging time of year to be single, alone, grieving, or simply not where we thought we’d be by now.

This Isn’t a Political Post (But You’ll Probably Think It Is)

I have a confession—an embarrassing one at that. But I’m not going to lead with it. Because it just might be my Get Out of Jail free card the next time I go to the States. And after this post, I just might need it.

I’m not a political person. This is not a political post. Although I’m well aware that saying it’s not political is often the international signal for here comes something political. It’s like prefacing a conversation with, “No offense, but…”

I loathe talking politics. There’s nothing worse at a dinner party—except maybe karaoke.

Dinner Parties, Traffic Jams, and Unsolicited Opinions

Opinions get louder, veins pop, and suddenly you’re defending free trade over dry chicken to a man wearing his baseball cap backwards. It’s exhausting.

Welcome to the great international dating paradox. Who does it better?

As a single Canadian woman living in London, I’ve had my fair share of dates on both sides of the pond. And while I’d love to claim expert status—I mean I did kinda write an award-winning book, In Search of Mr Darcy: Lessons Learnt in the Pursuit of Happily Ever After—on the subject of men, I don’t know everything about this subject (phew). But you better believe I can talk about it.

I enlisted my girl gang—a highly qualified team of romantic research analysts to make this discussion even juicier. We’re focusing on city men and speaking in generalities, so if you’re easily offended, I suggest you swipe left.

If you’ve ever wondered how British and North American men compare when it comes to romance, charm, and commitment, buckle up. This is a head-to-head showdown of British Men vs. North American Men, complete with all their quirks, charms, and questionable texting habits.