silenthill
Don Juan
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Do you guys think this is a good clothing style? I'm trying to appear casual and laid back.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
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.
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.
I think you need to worry about the look of your face before you start worrying about the clothes you wear.. Find someone that looks liek you and that has a style that looks good on them. Chances are it will look good on you too.Originally posted by silenthill
Whoa dude calm down. Fine heres a close up.
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That's tough sh!t. You better start making them your thing. The first thing a girl looks at is the way a guy dresses. I've never heard anybody say "Jeans aren't my thing."I told you jeans arnt my thing.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
Earth to dumbass, you can buy loose fitting jeans.Ok, you can wear your tight jeans. I'll stick to khakis.
Thank you! For auctually giving some constructive critism.Originally posted by spitkicker
you look a little unkempt and messy. If you insist on not wearing jeans...which is odd and not the best thing you could do...mabe get some better fitting khakis. Not dockers style, but something cool from "Paper Denim" They make some really cool khaki style pants that have the trendiness and flair of jeans. Also, linen pants have been known to work, but i never incorporate them in my stlyle.
The cargos you are wearing now were in in 1999. Not now, i don't think....
Lose the text on the shirt underneath. Add 1 piece of jewlery.
And the shirt looks a little too generic....
check out: www.solisstyle.com and see if anything floats your boat.
hope this helps
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.