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.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
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.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
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 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.
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
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.