idkwhattoput ([personal profile] idkwhattoput) wrote in [community profile] little_details2024-04-28 09:26 am

Writing a novel set in 1960’s Naples, Italy, and I have some questions

What would it be like to grow up Roman Catholic? (Traditions, lifestyle, prayers, religious interpretation ect.?)

Would a girl in 1960s Naples be allowed to play football with her male peers? (Not necessarily with validation from the people around her, just in general)

How common were male-female friendships?

Did girls smoke as guys did? In public or in private?

What was it like being a lesbian in 1960’s Naples Italy?

If you moved to a more “modern” city like, say, Milan or Turin, could you and a same-sex partner live together without raising suspicions?

What was the stance on women wearing pants in Naples at the time?

What would set apart a not-so religious Catholic family from a very religious one?

Could two girls decide to be each other’s dancing partners at a party?

If a girl had short hair, but not super short, like a bob cut, what would people think of her?

Similarly, if a girl wore her father’s old clothes (aka men’s clothing), what would be thought of her?

Were alcoholics overtly frowned upon?

I was raised roman catholic in Poland.

(Anonymous) 2024-05-09 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
- Life is divided into sacraments. Most people treat each sacrament as a sign of maturing, entering the next life stage.
- Guilt and shame. Pleasure in the profanum (opposite of the sacrum, the mundane) is strictly tied to shame. Having a character, especially a younger person, experience some form of pleasure, like getting more money for their first communion celebration, would propably result in late night prayers about being vain and greedy. That's not to say that everything good makes people guilty. It's just that when figuring out how catholicism works, people often take to heart, how you have to humble yourself for experiencing joy. So sometimes that feeling hits hard.
- The community of parishes. This could be a regional thing, but parishes are often quite close to each other and gossip spreads fast.
- Priests can do whatever the fuck they want, my childhood priest had fucking peacocks behind the church for some reason, like our parish was pretty poor, where and why did he get those birds.
- My grandmother would give me candy to shut me up during mass, I just think that's a nice detail for younger characters with adhd or short attention spans.