You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
Oh, now that is completely fvcked up. Where's my passport??!!Skel said:Lol I saw this on the news last night
They said on the news last night that 5'4" and 165lbs is the average height and weight for an American woman now.
Little fat midget girls in America now
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
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Ever read the Craigslist personals? A lot of them are women who list their measurements as "5'4, 165 lbs" or similar numbers... and they go on and on about how the person they want to meet has to look (tall, dark hair, muscular, etc).
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At 165lbs a woman has to be at least my height (5"11) for me to consider her fit. There's no way in hell I'd consider a woman much heavier than that. Actually the scary thing is that a lot of larger women profess that the reason that they go for guys bigger (fatter) than them is so that they would look smaller!!! What the hell is this world coming to??!!!Gangster Of Love said:Those numbers you list there are what the normal/average woman looks like. Thick. The ones on those personals say they weight 165 because that is what "average" is nowadays. In reality they are closer to 205lbs.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
They don't "go for them", if they had a choice, they would go with the guy with the great body. Most will avoid a skinny guy, but ideally they want average to muscular. Hey, they get what they can get, just like us, they have their preferences.Francisco d'Anconia said:At 165lbs a woman has to be at least my height (5"11) for me to consider her fit. There's no way in hell I'd consider a woman much heavier than that. Actually the scary thing is that a lot of larger women profess that the reason that they go for guys bigger (fatter) than them is so that they would look smaller!!! What the hell is this world coming to??!!!![]()
That right there is such a great quote. Their laundry lists are wish lists, but what they want and what they get are always different.Gangster Of Love said:Hey, they get what they can get, just like us, they have their preferences.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
meitenesrigas said:This is why I laugh at guys on here from America/Uk/Canada who talk about all the "hot" girls they see around them. No you don't! Most are fat. This isn't 1984. The Culture Club are no more and The Wall has finally come down. About the only thin group in America these days are gay men.
BTW, if you want tall thin lanky girls go to Lithuania, Latvia, Serbia, Montenegro, Croatia, Bosnia, or Slovenia. The Balkans and Eastern Baltics produce freaks (ever notice all the NBA players from tiny countries like Slovenia and Lithuania?). I think the Dutch are the tallest Western Europeans, but they are still short compared to some of the skywalkers you see in places like Kaunas, Lithuania.
We can't get the fat ones to fit into the camera shot.AgonyUncle said:...Saying that, I cant believe how fat American women must be if thats the national average now. We hear of obesity being a problem in the USA, but we always get to see Paris Hilton and Pamela Anderson....
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.