Look like a Latvian

As a woman walking around the streets of Riga, there are a couple of ‘looks’ you get acquainted with very quickly. As the men here are usually too afraid to look up for fear of accidentally making eye contact with (gasp) another woman, I am, of course, referring to the looks women get from other women.

The first is the now world-famous (ahem) ‘Latvian Girl Death Stare’, which should appear in the dictionary under ‘if looks could kill’. This one is mainly reserved for random women whose only crime is that they happen to be walking around at the same time as the Latvian girl and her boyfriend. The intensity of the look depends on how much of a catch the guy is. If he’s a foreigner, the look will feel as if you just got a stiletto in the guts.

A couple of weeks ago, I was out for a couple of pints with a friend. He had to go home early, so I headed to another bar to see if I knew anyone there. The only group in the bar were just about to leave, so I dithered for a minute or two. Suddenly a South African voice boomed ‘Hey, you’re that blog chick! I love you! Come and join us for a drink.’ Why not? We walked around the corner to Funny Fox, where chat and laughter ensued.

The fun ended when the guys got up to do a number on karaoke. The two Latvian girls with them turned and fixed me with a double whammy of ‘Latvian Girl Death Stares’. One of them said, ‘I’m sorry, but who are you and where did you come from?’ Um, hostile much? Sorry love, but we’re not all as desperate as you are to bag a foreigner. Some of us can actually go out for an evening of fun and conversation without trying to get someone to marry us.

The second look is the ‘Up-Down-Which-Bush-Did-You-Just-Crawl-Out-Of-Sneer’. I don’t know if Latvian women are aware that they’re doing it, or just how blatantly they do it, but this look has the effect of making you feel like you’ve been scraped off the bottom of someone’s stiletto. I walk around Riga a lot. I don’t walk around to try and make men want me and women want to be me – I walk because I’ve got somewhere to go. And sometimes – hold onto your leopard print onesies – I wear trainers.

This is fairly common practice in Ireland – you wear your trainers or flats for the walk, then change into something a bit more respectable when you get to the office. Here, this gets you looked at like you’ve got two heads, or four feet. The other day, after 5 or 6 such looks in a row, I actually ended up standing in the street shouting, ‘YES, IT’S A WOMAN WEARING TRAINERS! DO YOU REALLY HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO WORRY ABOUT? JESUS!’

I recently bought a scooter which has helped with this problem. Now people just look at me like I’m crazy, which is infinitely preferable.

You'll also get some funny looks if you do this

You’ll also get some funny looks if you do this

But just in case you’re thinking the Latvians are rather a one-dimensional lot, fear not – there are a whole variety of looks they can pull off.

ieskatīties  – to see into things, but also used to describe love at first sight (I wonder how often that happens here?)

lūrēt – a sneaky peek

glūnēt – even sneakier and with bad intentions

bolīties – to stare with the eyes wide open, usually without blinking

blenzt – to stare intensively

blisināt – to blink very intensively while staring (I’m not sure what situation you could use this in…)

miegties – to look into bright light

lupīt  – slang word. If you want to be aggressive, ask ‘Ko lupī?’ or ‘Why are you staring at me?’ The next step would involve a lot of swearing or having a fight).

So the next time I get fixed with a ‘Latvian Girl Death Stare’ or an ‘Up-Down-Which-Bush-Did-You-Just-Crawl-Out-Of-Sneer’, I might just surprise you with a ‘Ko lupī?’ and see what happens next. Now I’m off to practise ‘blisināt’ to see what kind of reaction that gets on the streets…

About BerLinda

Adjusting to life in Germany, after living in Latvia for four years. Should be easy, right?
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  3. Daina says:

    Glad to report I did not have any issues with staring while visiting Riga or Latvia, even though I was wearing jeans and comfy shoes every single day, even when it was “hot.” I hadn’t been prepared for the warm weather, so had not packed any summer dresses/skirts/sandals.

    I will point out there are many Latvian fashion styles/trends I’m not interested in replicating – including the darker bra showing through a lighter colored shirt, the stilettos (you now know that I’m tall enough as it is!), or the non-matching patterns (i.e. top in one floral patterns, skirt or pants in a different one, or stripes on top and flowery pattern on the bottom).

  4. CatLady says:

    Jesus, Linda! You’ve given me traumatic flashbacks! I wandered back here to see what other commentators have contributed, and one in particular reminded me just how shallow and nasty Latvian girls can be (not all, but those are ostracised and obliterated as well so you probably won’t meet them).
    I just remembered my trip to Latvia in 2011. I’d just done a marathon and post run tapering so you can imagine that I looked (I think) mighty fit and fine, full of confidence about my body (you don’t eat like a nutritionist and run approx 150 miles per month for half a year with no results). Anyway, June 2011 I’d stepped off the plane, breathed in the tropical Riga air & was delirious to be away from London’s rain for a few days. So the overall mood and feelings about my life, Riga, Latvia, people, and general goings on in the universe were elated, positive, etc.
    A day later I found myself in Salacgrīva, where there was a general get together to which I’d been dragged to by my host. There were some girls and guys I’d never met (also travelled down from Riga), and I cannot describe just how glad that day that to be a person who enjoys their own company.
    Girls spoke down to me, they asked why I was travelling alone etc., the tone, the atmosphere was horrible, akin to Gestapo inquisition, less the stylish Hugo Boss influence.
    Dear Latvian girls, I promise you, I really don’t care for your boyfriends / husbands / lovers. For starters- I don’t like man bags, waistcoats, mullets, moustaches, faces that say “I have been enjoying an alcoholic drink daily since I was 12” (Linda, you must know what I mean- look at Londoners vs them and even though we’re a binge drinking nation, we don’t look like alcoholics aged 20). Also I honestly don’t care for 20 year old Audi’s or a one bedroom flat (I don’t care for a Bentley or a London penthouse, for that matter, unless it’s mine because I’ve earned it / won the EuroMillions / my AstraZeneca share prices rise in value substantially). Also, I like my men clean and well groomed, ie no BO, shower at least once a day, and at the very least has a decent deodorant. The list goes on, so you needn’t have worried – I’m not flying out there any time soon to snatch away any of your prised possessions (with or without money- I have pride, and standards).

    • Expat Eye says:

      Ha ha! Well said! And sorry for traumatising you! I know all about the being alone and pressure to have kids. I had one student (male, surprisingly) tell me that I was wasting my natural resources by not having children – he pooh-poohed the fact that I have a successful business and am financially independent and quite happy being single 😉

  5. Germans stare SO MUCH! I complain about it all the time and even catch my husband doing it! Kids doing it! It drives me nuts. So now, I just stare back until they look away. 🙂

    • Expat Eye says:

      Well, at least it won’t be such a shock to the system after living here – I might find it weird if I went somewhere people didn’t stare!

    • Emmi says:

      been to Germany a thousand times, never noticed any stares. maybe people just stare absent minded in front of them and if you sit in public transport they might just look at your clothes or your kids out of boredom because they forgot their Iphone home.

  6. rower says:

    just a small coment —
    Lupīties — totally not latvian, it’s rather a calque from russian вылупиться (vilupitsa = pronounced like we-loop-it’s-ah or wheel-uh-pizza) and that’s quite rude for “looking/staring out”. literally that means to hatch (like a bird does – out of a shell). however, a lot of latvian slang is russian derived. do not know, if it’s good or bad…
    btw, any plans for next weekend ?

  7. Jānis says:

    I’m pretty sure the real reason of the “death stare” is awfully trivial. We don’t smile to strangers. Like, ever. It’s almost considered rude. Hence, even if a girl checks you out and thinks to herself something along the lines of: “Wow, that looks nice!”, or doesn’t think anything, much like guys are automatically checking out ladies’ bottoms, it’d still appear like hostile staring to you. If you are used to the superficial meaning-void smiles that people in Western Europe are supposed to give each other, that is.

    • Expat Eye says:

      No, no, I can handle someone looking at me in a neutral way – this is downright hostile, and too prolonged to be an accident! I don’t walk around the streets smiling – I’m normally thinking about where I’m going and what I have to do when I get there, so I probably look serious, but never bitchy – at least I hope not!

    • CatLady says:

      Give me “superficial” (read: civilised and human behaviour) any day over the downright miserable, gormless stares (maybe I’m the gospel of truth here but they do look as though they’ve just left some prehistoric tribe to wander around, hence stare and behave like they’re forgotten by times and formal education, integration into civilised world.
      Disclaimer : apologies to African / Aborigines etc tribes as you always smile and behave so beautifully. But I did say “prehistoric” (read: primitive)).

  8. Katrīna says:

    95% of the time I walk around in sneakers & jeans, noone stares, never (not even when I’m having lunch at some restaurant in Vecrīga). Lately I’ve started to wear a hoodie in my mikrorajons to blend in better, again – noone stares.

    Ah, you should feel proud for getting such special treatment 🙂

    • Expat Eye says:

      Ha, it’s not a pleasant experience! And it’s nothing to do with me! Other women have noticed it as well! Check out Inti’s comments 😉 Maybe Latvian women are just immune?!

  9. Is it that you really are feeling like a celebrity or just getting paranoid? 🙂 All of our girls in the office wear flats and the ones who come by bike wear trainers and then change. It’s nothing special and definitely, no good reason enough to get stared at.

    • Expat Eye says:

      One of my students once told me that they think there’s something wrong with your legs here if you don’t wear heels 😉
      To be honest, I’ve no idea what the staring is about – this is just my best guess. I’ve never experienced it anywhere before! But I’m not the only one to notice – check out Inti and Cat Lady’s comments 🙂

    • Inti says:

      Don’t want to speak on behalf of Linda but If I may add, perhaps Linda meant the “Up..Down” look in general not just aimed at any particular footwear you happen to be wearing that day..after being abroad for 10 years I do notice this special way of people (mainly women unfortunately) “acquainting” themselves to me or indeed one another in latvia. and from my own experience- I could be looking smart, casual or simply crap (though my clothing still being clean! fashion style can be argued over I guess :))-it really doesn’t matter, I’d still get the “where did you crawl out of” sort of look & full optic body scan. and for me it just simply feels unpleasant and unnecessary. why not just a little glance if you must and a tiny tiny smile..?

  10. bevchen says:

    Apparantly Germans stare a lot. Not death stares, just general staring. I’ve never noticed it myself, but it’s one of the main complaints from expats on Toytown (“Why are all the Germans staring at meeeeeee?”).

  11. A little bit off topic, but while reading comments http://ohgodmywifeisgerman.com/2014/05/26/my-german-wife-is-impressed-by-a-litigious-player-of-bagpipes/ I’ve came up with a nice or rather funny idea of what Lithuanian/Latvian gentleman is.
    Lithuanian/Latvian gentleman is some one who gives way for two or more girls fight over him, and then choses to go and have a ‘happily ever after’ with the winner. Unless the ugly one is winning, in that case he calls 112 to get out of the situation before he’s wed and under one’s high heel 🙂

    • Expat Eye says:

      The police take down ugly chicks here!? That is extreme!

      • well, that part comes from an actual joke 😉
        ‘Is this Police?’
        ‘Yes, what is your emergency?’
        ‘Two girls are fighting for me.’
        ‘What’s wrong with that?’
        ‘The ugly one’s winning.’

      • Expat Eye says:

        Ha ha! Terrible! (But funny) 😉

      • Mārtiņs says:

        I don’t think you can choose instead of police who is to be arrested. I don’t support such kind of jokes.
        “Two houses next to each other on fire. Fireman will save more expensive first.” Find it funny? I don’t. Police, doctors/emergency, firefighters they are surely not the wealthiest group in our country but calling them shitty people. Think twice before making generalisations.

  12. Inti says:

    Hi Linda, I’ve got a love hate relationship with your blog..really didn’t appreciate your mother’s day post which I found quite hurtful and completely untrue! but this one is totally spot on! From all your posts this is the one that should be published on delfi or kasjauns. Those looks are so true and girls/women and men(!) in LV need to be made aware howugly(not just from outside..) it makes people look.. it really does little good to anyone..

    • Expat Eye says:

      Hey! Thank you! And thanks for coming back again to give the blog another chance 😉
      I’m glad I’m not the only one who’s noticed this! And you’re right – those looks just make beautiful girls look ugly. It’s just so unnecessary!

      • Inti says:

        no problem 🙂 I find your blog strangely addictive..even when I completely disagree with what you’ve written and am very mad at you! 😉 (*be scared! only joking!!) but then you write a post like this, my heart mellows and all is well again..haha..
        But in all honesty I think it’s not that easy to live in riga.,sometimes allthe bad stuff (50 death stares a day) just gets on top of you. I think it is much easier to live in riga under certain set of circumstances.One of them being well off.

      • Expat Eye says:

        Even then, I don’t think it’s that easy. I know a wealthy Latvian guy who moved back after years of living abroad. He just felt like he was being ripped off at every turn, and no matter how rich you are, unless you’re blind, you can’t be immune to the misery of some of the people living here. He ended up leaving again.
        As for me, I have good days and bad days, but I think I’ve done my time at this stage!
        And sorry I make you mad (but then happy so I guess it’s not so bad!) 🙂

  13. Anna says:

    I want to be a Russian blogosphere celebrity recognized in bars!
    I never get death stares in Moscow – either I am too chubs and stiletto-less, or I emanate the geopolitical death stare of my own 🙂

  14. nancytex2013 says:

    Okay, so I’ve figured out the ONLY downside to you leaving THAT PLACE…
    It will be much harder for you to get to that level of fame (“Hey, you’re that blog chick!”) in Germany. Still, such a tiny bit of positive for so much overwhelming negative.

    p.s. Thought of you Thursday night when we hit up this authentic German Beer House restaurant here in Vegas. Was posting pics and dying of laughter all night. Sausage…OMG the sausage. Wondered why you weren’t commenting and then realized you and I are not Facebook friends. LOL.

  15. Diana says:

    yeah!!! A scooter…I want a scooter…..I am in italy afterall! It is almost a requirement. have fun on that thing and be careful!

  16. 1WriteWay says:

    No wonder you’re leaving. It must be tedious having to put up with the death stares and criticism of your shoes on such a frequent basis, at least enough to push you over the edge and into yelling on the street like a crazy woman 😉

  17. barbedwords says:

    At least if you’re on a scooter, you can make a quick getaway from any Death Stares 😉

  18. OK, I have to ask. Are men really THAT scarce in Latvia? Jeez!

  19. Good morning says:

    ”The blog CHICK”! ;

    ”Where DID you come from?” HAHAHAHAHAHAH!

    ”Who are you?”

    It really is all about the little things, ultimately, is it not?

    Can’t wait to see you live. All I can say.

    • Expat Eye says:

      It is indeed! 🙂
      If she’d just said something like ‘Hey, I’m … I don’t think we’ve met’, everything would have been fine!

      • Good morning says:

        I was referring to your writing. The fact that you were faithful to what actually happened and wrote DID (which is what she said) instead of editing it to ”do” (and I am very happy you did just that, for here, as I have mentioned more than once, is where your genius resides, at least in my understanding).

        And when I say see you live, I mean as a stand-up comedian. I sincerely hope your creativity does not wean after you’ve left the place which appears to have spawned it.

      • Expat Eye says:

        Ha, no thanks! Too much risk of flying bottles!!
        And the did is important – she wasn’t asking me where I’m from, she was asking me where I sprung out of on that particular night 😉

      • Good morning says:

        Ah she meant ”did”. Sorry. My mistake.

      • Expat Eye says:

        Yep, it’s a faithful reproduction of the ‘conversation’ 😉

  20. Mārtiņs says:

    blisināt, blisināties I would say is a more polite way of saying lupī, lupīt, not that straight. If you mean someone is stupid, idiot you might say viņi blisinās. To wait for an answer is not mandatory cos’ s/he is just idiot enough. Lupī might be in a 2 women dialogue, a comment which shows you’re above the others.
    “Ko lupī” in the bar to start a fight, that’s right but blisināties for those people who looked at you when in trainers.

    About the reasons for the Death Stare.
    1. Latvia is a poor country – a man is an additional income.
    2. 70% of population of Latvia is poor + men is a minor sex in this country. There is a big competition, a lot of fights, “ko lupī” when a plentiful kill is found.
    3. Latvian man deceive woman in pretending they are richer than they are. Fancy clothes, a borrowed car works as a picking up bait. Next morning – O.K. I was a hoe in the club, but that doesn’t justify ignoring my soul! I was used and abused (sexually). Tikai lašaras (lašara, losis – a loser) blisinājās uz mani!
    4. A foreigner might not be pretending he’s rich – he must be!
    5. Trainers, adidas are worne by urlas. Some people think only urlas can wear them. http://www.prikols.lv/odnoklassniki-vkontakte/ and google for images.

    One of my cousins is married to…he might be millionaire or close to it. O.K. – he’s fat, ugly or close to it, loose hair. But they truly love each other. He’s Latvian.
    My other cousin weren’t that lucky, nevertheless she’s more stunning looks, real stunning. But she’s not that aggressive, can’t take the pressure and win “ko lupī”, eye scratching chic fights. But she was lucky (saved) when found a cavalier in Greece.
    My best friend married when he was 19. She was 16. After 5 years they divorced. She was in love with a Finn who had a yacht and a thriving business. But he was 20 years older. Love didn’t last too long. Then she married to an Italian, moved there. Learned Itallian. But she was abandoned. , Money and love correlation? U serious? Pure coincidences.

    P.S. A good phrase for your vocabulary: Ieskatīties viņa naudas makā. (To get in love with his purse). If a woman says to another woman – “ieskatījies viņa naudas makā?” (they are strangers) it is an analogue of “ko lupī?!”, and ready to fight situation or an analogue in rudeness to “ko blisinies, kuce (biatch)?! However kuce might be a compliment too. From a women (some women) perspective if you called me kuce – you think I’m better than you, (kuce = men want me!, get jealous!); may be taken as a compliment. “A virgin” is an insult in 21st century.

    • Expat Eye says:

      Wow, I’m kind of glad I’m leaving – I don’t think I’d have the stomach for all of the fighting, competition and drama!!

      • Baiba says:

        You really should start meeting other people:) I have never experienced anything like that. Well, probably except this ‘Up-Down-Which-Bush-Did-You-Just-Crawl-Out-Of-Sneer’ – I usually get this kind of look, when I go to the village shop, when visiting the summer house of my parents. Probably my old brown dress and hughe green crocs don’t meet the regulations of countryside dresscode or something like that, because I get exactly that look even from the regular drunkards, who usually sit in front of the shop, sipping their daily beer

      • Expat Eye says:

        Ha, I didn’t realise there was a countryside dress code! I’ve never experienced it from old drunks, I must say! You’ve upped it a level! 🙂

      • Oh! Countryside dress code is even harsher than that of a city. In a city one can don on some trainers sans evening make-up and that might just work for a casual shopping to the nearest Rimi/Maxima, etc., though it is not so appropriate for any bigger mall. Meanwhile in the country side you’re looked down as sneered at if you show up to the village’s shop in anything less than a proper tea dress or some really fetching (read body hugging) trainers, sky high heels shoes, and full on nine inches nails properly dyed to match your dress/purse/handbag/trainers or just your eyeshadow 😀
        I used to spend my summers as a teen in a village at my grandparents, and I’ve seen local girls in almost clubbing attires and heels doing some weeding – just in case A man shows in the horizon so that they’d be ready or something. Competition for anyone even remotely resembling a mule for a ‘knight in shining armor’ is skyrocketing in the country side, so cities aren’t yet THAT bad 😉

      • Expat Eye says:

        I’m speechless again – this is happening more and more!

      • Baiba says:

        No, it’s not so bad with girls and stilettos anymore, but obviously a certain dress code is there nevertheless. But actually the only girl I saw yesterday at the village shop, was busy drying her hair with a towel:) And it looked kind of cute and nonchalant, so maybe there is hope:)

      • Expat Eye says:

        Oh good, I do like hope 😉

    • Mārtiņs says:

      Without having worne leopard skin?
      When you leave, haters of Latvia will say https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gfIOJyHsXNY

  21. Snail for a scooter? That’s some really advanced scootering, girl 😀
    And regarding trainers, maybe you’re wearing them wrong or they’re of the wrong color that you get stared at? Or maybe even in trainers and some sensible shoes/sneaker you beat stiletto wearing and all wrapped up in leotard girls in no time, huh? If things are not that different in Riga, then some really bright trainers in bubble gum colors with some sprinkling writing on a bottom in huge letters of something like ‘Love’, ‘Gucci’ or whatever else there is, combined with some totally sensible break your neck stilettos and evening make-up could make you in some instances quite invisible as you soar through the streets 🙂

  22. Either you are very talented to see things (almost) nobody else sees or so much tired of being in Latvia (or both). Anyway- I didn’t notice any of this even though I lived here almost 40 years…

    Or again- since you’ve got that in Riga- probably that’s not a LATVIAN specific thing.

    • Expat Eye says:

      It could be just a Riga thing – can’t say I noticed it in Daugavpils. Then again, there weren’t many people there at all 😉
      Plus, you’re a guy (I think!) so you probably wouldn’t notice it anyway!

  23. I think it’s cool that you’re a bit of a celebrity in Riga. 🙂 Maybe not the same as MY but very cool just the same.

  24. Emmi says:

    Linda you seem quite bitter about the latvian girls. so what if some of them want to date a foreigner? with a shortage of male population in a country its not suprizing. when I fisrt came to ukraine I though most people (especially the men) were constantly giving me death stares. As it later turned out, they look like this all the time. their facial muscles are just not used to smile and they always stare like this not realizing how stupid it looks. they simply were never taught that you must always encounter a stranger with a friendly smile and they just stare at you epecially if you came unexpected. at some point I didnt get offended anymore. as for women wearing trainers, arent there supposed to be some sort of dress code in clubs? I was not allowed to enter two clubs in kiev twice because I didnt look fancy enough. I hope they dont have that bullshit in latvia. in austira there is no dress code unless the club has some super fancy party or a theme party or smth

    • Expat Eye says:

      I have no problem with 2 people (of any nationality) meeting and falling in love. I have a problem with it if it’s done cynically. I know several lovely guys who are now emotional roadkill after falling for it. And I know it’s not just Latvian women, or even the majority of Latvian women, but this is where I am, so this is what I write about.

      As for nightclubs here, I don’t really go to clubs, but I think there are a few that you might have problems with! There are also a couple of bars/clubs that have a reputation for turning away foreigners, though I think it mainly relates to foreign guys.I’m still not sure how one place thought that my almost 40-year-old friend and his 70-year-old dad were going to be a threat to anyone – or worse, sex tourists 🙂

  25. Sharn says:

    Oh my those snails get around!!!

    I’m pretty sure they were scattered all over Sydney Harbour at some point! We went on a snail hunt…

    • Expat Eye says:

      Did you climb on? I had to get a boost 🙂 I didn’t realise they were on a world tour – assumed they were something to do with Riga being Capital of Culture, but nobody really seems to know what the point of them is!

      • Sharn says:

        Same here! We had no idea why or what… But there were coloured ones all over! We even found one at the casino when we were trying to find tequila!

        I couldn’t! I’d need a step ladder to get on lol

      • Expat Eye says:

        Yeah, I failed miserably on my own as well 🙂 A strong pair of hands was needed! Yeah, there are coloured ones everywhere here as well! One of my friends just posted a video of them being moved around in the middle of the night – sneaky little buggers 😉

      • Sharn says:


        Damn, ours never moved. They appeared one day then disappeared… Then there were bulls.. Or cows… Or donkeys… Um. Yeah. Couldn’t figure that out either!

        Although my favourite is still the great big rubber duck in Sydney harbour!

      • Expat Eye says:

        I think they’ve disappeared! Or else they’ve been moved off my bus route 😉

      • Sharn says:

        Lol maybe someone rode them off to rescue snow white. Pity they didn’t leave a snail trail…

      • Expat Eye says:

        I used to have a slug in an apartment I lived in in Dublin. He’d sneak in every night and leave me a slimy trail on the carpet in the morning 😉

  26. Heather says:

    Oh dear, they are going to love me as I always wear my trainers when I walk around. But I’ll mostly be carrying around my camera taking photos of the buildings and such so maybe I’ll get a pass? Anyway, I’m used to being stared at, having been a blonde girl in China.

  27. Antuanete says:

    Apparently you are looking at other people more than me – I walk in trainers or similar comfortable shoes all the time and never notice any women staring at me. I stumble upon such opinions in Internet blogs and forums, though (“How can a woman no to take care of herself?” (they use Latvian word “kopt [sevi]”, which in my vocabulary is something you do with pets or shoes) “What do they think wearing such tight dresses if they are fat?” etc., etc,) and then I want to shout: “People are on the street because they’re getting from point A to point B, not to please your fashion tastes!” 😀

    • Expat Eye says:

      Ha, I actually did shout it – or something similar 😉 Generally, I’m just walking, not staring at people or anything – though of course I keep my eyes open for anything I think might be blog-worthy! Then I suddenly notice some woman staring at me, and I’m like WTF? 😉

  28. lizard100 says:

    Maw ha ha ha ha! Trainers. If not get far if I went there.

  29. CatLady says:

    Damn it!!! I now want to be in Riga, goading Latvian women.

    • Expat Eye says:

      Ha, we could make that the next tourism campaign 😉 Come to Latvia, wear your trainers and no make-up, and goad Latvian women 😉

  30. ‘Latvian Girl Death Stare’ or an ‘Up-Down-Which-Bush-Did-You-Just-Crawl-Out-Of-Sneer’ is unisex look. Them girls use it when looking at men also. There are also few looks for men only. 🙂 ‘U looks rich. I’m available if ya ready to spend on me.’ Very popular on streets of Old Riga at Friday evenings. 🙂 One that pisses me off often is – ‘Don’t even think about it you bastard! I’m engaged.’ look. I must be one of those rare guys who really means it when asking directions to some street. Maybe asking for directions in Riga means asking for free blowjob. I don’t know… 😀 And the last one my favorite – ‘U aaight. Me likes ya.’ Usually very open, warm and accompanied with nice smile. When feeling this look touching me I thank fate for being born a man. 🙂

    • Expat Eye says:

      Ha ha, you poor thing 😉 I know you’re really just asking for directions if it’s any consolation!
      Hopefully you get more of the last one in future 🙂

    • CatLady says:

      I do feel bad for the guys, too. They’re sitting ducks.
      Do the girls actually care about the personality, or are there any other predecessing benchmarks which are the decision-makers whether you’re worthy of their time?

      • Expat Eye says:

        I feel sorry for the guys here too – they’re not bad men, just a bit harmless 😉 Nik is wonderful though!

      • Actually there are lots and lots of open and friendly ladies here who follow grandma’s advice – Thou shall not value a man by his hat. 😀 They just have to hide from those greedy-predator ones for own safety. 🙂 But if you’re man enough to put your eyes up from ground and dare to make about 10 eye-contacts per day, you’ll find them. 😀 Or some friendly and cute foreigner like Linda if you walk through Riga. 🙂

      • Expat Eye says:

        Aw, you’re so sweet! 🙂

  31. CatLady says:

    Gawd they’re so pathetic. Honestly.
    I also walk around Riga in comfy trainers with my foreign boyfriend (I too am foreign, technically, but also I am technically Latvian *shudders*) when we visit, and what a jolly I have giggling at desperadoes. To them I’m not a threat ‘cos to them I’m as much of a foreigner as my other half; to me, however, they’re objects of ridicule (sorry; yes, bitches, this is your former fat German schoolmate who’s now a skinny London fashion puss!). We stay at the Radisson and every time there’s some sad soul joining us in the lift “the morning after” (little do they know – their foreign beau has a new interest each night).
    Please do put them in their place. For me.

    • Expat Eye says:

      Ha ha! Yes, I’d like to think everyone is staring because I’m fabulous but I know that isn’t it 😉
      Ah, the morning walk/lift of shame… 🙂

      • CatLady says:

        I’ve not done the lift but I know the feeling (who doesn’t). It’s the fact that they give ME the look that I find mindboggling (my crime being wearing jeans, trainers, and very little make-up). Cheeky cows!

      • Expat Eye says:

        Yeah, I’m well used to that one! I just think, well, I’m comfortable and not in danger of breaking my ankle – I’m getting in some exercise and getting where I need to be in half the time, while you’re teetering along looking ‘sexy’ 😉

  32. Isn’t the proper Irish response to a Latvian Death Stare the Projectile Guinness Bottle. 😉

    No? Well, it’s an idea at least…

    • Expat Eye says:

      I’d have to get through a hell of a lot of Guinness! Actually, I could throw full bottles as I don’t like the stuff 😉

    • Mārtiņs says:

      A proper answer to a Death Stare is:
      “Ko lupī, kuce? Tu vēl esi nevainīga! (Don’t stare at me bitch, you’re still a virgin!). And wear trainers when saying it!”

      Every language learning practice is to be started with swearing. Take it for granted.

      • Expat Eye says:

        You trying to get me killed?! 😉

      • Mārtiņs says:

        This could only be the side effect of a language learning strategy. Adrenaline works as an accelerator.
        And Latvians always appreciate when somebody is trying to speak their language. You can always say that you did not fully understand the what you’ve said. You’re still learning.

      • Expat Eye says:

        I did that in France – and nearly got killed for it 😉

      • Mārtiņs says:

        I confused “F-off” with an offer for a at tram and got my nose broken by a Russian. Отъебись vs отсоси. Admit, I was drunk and my tongue didn’t articulate at the top level.
        Did you do in on purpose in France? And what exactly did you say, tell sth more about the situation.

      • Expat Eye says:

        An Algerian guy started putting his hands up my skirt on the metro, so I told him to go and F his mother somewhere ‘different’ 😉 Then he took out a knife so I had to pretend that I didn’t really know what I’d said 🙂 Play the dumb tourist card 🙂

      • Mārtiņs says:

        отсоси – offer for a BJ.

      • Expat Eye says:

        Oh god! How awful! But funny, apart from the broken nose bit anyway 😉

      • Mārtiņs says:

        I guess we can laugh about death stares, chics being jealous to each other, some rather cruel chic fights in Jēkabpils or London but when it comes to Muslim people like you mentioned – Algeria – the culture and mentality is totally different in comparison to Russian, Anglo-Saxon or Latvian traditions.
        If offended – they’re ready to kill. If deceived – they’ll remember the deceiver till they die and will try to revenge. Disrespect to women. It’s another world. They are not ready to behave in Europe like Europeans.
        No one should change the order in their countries telling our system, democracy is better for them (like Americans will always know what is better for other nations) but when a guest starts acting like he’s at home. Hard topic… Two worlds like two planets.

      • Expat Eye says:

        Yeah, for some reason it was fine for him to disrespect me physically, but a death sentence if I disrespected the woman in his life verbally – go figure.

  33. Europeen says:

    wow, truly impressed with your Latvian vocabulary knowledge! even I had never realised what a rich vocabulary we have when it comes to looking. 😀

  34. Cindi says:

    I was reading too quickly; when I got to “… to bag a foreigner” I read “… to bang a foreigner”

    Same difference? 😉

  35. You bought a giant yellow snail scooter….????

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