I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
This is true.iqqi said:I realized my post may have been vague.
These guys think that hot cars and hair gel will get you the girl. And not inner confidence and strength.
Hot cars and hair gel WILL get you a certain type of chick. I doubt that is what we should be telling the young bucks to strive for.
Who said the dude doesn't have confidence and strength?iqqi said:I realized my post may have been vague.
These guys think that hot cars and hair gel will get you the girl. And not inner confidence and strength.
Hot cars and hair gel WILL get you a certain type of chick. I doubt that is what we should be telling the young bucks to strive for.
your my heroBible_Belt said:and a R1 sport bike .
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.
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.
Christ almight you're such an IDIOT. I'm not 'hating on him' as you put it, I'm just making an objective observation...the guy IS a poser, IS an idiot, IS skinny and MORE THAN LIKELY doesn't get laid like he claims to.krazyboy99 said:i don't even care about this dude, but i think its hilarious that all these pvssies who cant get any girls are hating on this guy... it just reeks of insecurity
thats just hilariouspunchitchewy said:This is pretty damn funny. This guy was actually voted douche bag of the year for 2007 on the site www.hotchickswithdouchebags.com.
Check it.
http://www.hotchickswithdouchebags.com/2007/12/hcwdb-of-year-joey-porsche-experience.html
This guys is a moron but I'd bet he gets with more and hotter girls that anyone posting on this thread not because I think he's a DJ at all but because that kind of douchy behaviour is all the rage in that area, and he's loaded.
Here's another hilarious pic
http://www.hotchickswithdouchebags.com/2007/06/joeyporsche.html
This guy was also starring in the A&E show "growing up Gotti", about him and his brothers who are the son of the mobster Gotti. This would also explain how he gets so much ass. (Google Carmine Agnello Gotti images.)
punchitchewy said:This is pretty damn funny. This guy was actually voted douche bag of the year for 2007 on the site www.hotchickswithdouchebags.com.
Check it.
http://www.hotchickswithdouchebags.com/2007/12/hcwdb-of-year-joey-porsche-experience.html
This guys is a moron but I'd bet he gets with more and hotter girls that anyone posting on this thread not because I think he's a DJ at all but because that kind of douchy behaviour is all the rage in that area, and he's loaded.
Here's another hilarious pic
http://www.hotchickswithdouchebags.com/2007/06/joeyporsche.html
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
Point remains that you actually like this guy, which says a lot about you.krazyboy99 said:dude, i don't care. honestly i wasn't even referring to you, i was referring to guys like lostandconfused and handyandy.
I hope you know that this video is a spoof, its making fun of guidos.specialed said:rofl.....this kid is a DJ? hardly.
but what's even more funny thing this kid...is watching this and then pointing and laughing at him.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4JMOh-cul6M
You're absolutely friggin right. Thanks for the excellent post.Bible Belt said:I have a "hot car" and a R1 sport bike (and some hair gel). These things can get you initial interest from women, but after that it comes down to your game. I meet a lot of guys who have hotter cars and bikes than mine, as well as some professional fighters now that I have taken up mma, and excelling at any of these hobbies does not by itself create success with women. You got to have game, and you can work on developing that game before you get the hot car. You don't need the hot car to get women, and not having that car is no excuse for not having women.
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.