Several people have asked me why I think of Venice as being a very feminine city. There are a couple of reasons –
Firstly because Venice is blissfully free of cars. Unlike Rome which is too full of them making that city fantastically noisy with much beeping of car horns and squeezing of yourself up against walls to let a succession of handsome Italian men drive past, thankfully avoiding running over your toes or worse, as they go.
You can walk fearlessly in Venice without the slight neck ache you get in other cities invariably caused by looking over your shoulder so much to try to avoid aforementioned cars! (though you might get the same sort of ache from looking over your shoulder at the rather handsome men as they walk by, for they also populate Venice! Ho Hum ! )
Secondly Venice has a grand elegance about it that could only be described as like the Prima Donna Assoluta of Italy (I admit she is a slightly worn, though still majestic first lady)