In Europe I'm a pimp

Whenever I go to Europe, I feel the way a woman should feel: attractive, intelligent, desirable, wanted (regardless of my size). It's not the same here. When I do come out of hibernation in Toronto, I rarely ever get approached.When I do it's usually by men who have english as a second language, have just been released from custody or they are as ugly as sin. In Europe I don't have to do anything, they just flock to me. A friend of mine thinks that it's the energy I give off, not the place. Her theory is that when I am in Europe, I am more confident, hence more attractive to men. I disagree. I need a trip to Europe so I can feel like a woman again...