@emm I’ve never heard any of my friends speak of a girl in this manner
She mangles thé language anyway with her mix of English dotted with Italian words.
At this point, Kylie really is just part of an obnoxious strand of stranieri living on the fringes of Roman society where they are not taken seriously yet believe themselves to be supping (gratis) at the table of wealth and privelege. As
@Antonio has pointed out, she was essentially a loner on the hunt for whatever she could get, even if that meant she was often tossed aside, regardless of the constant refrain that all Italian men fell at her feet ready to propose, seconds after meeting her...
Kylie at her most self-involved and unappealing:
‘My skin is golden brown; my bank account is
triste; my
telefono is full of beautiful messages from an Italian boy who loves me; my future is uncertain; my heart is full...’