Da Realist
Master Don Juan
She's a little chubby, but not fat.
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.
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 that's harsh but up to you. I won't call a fattie 'curvy' though, so if it bothers her then she has to fix the problem. Lack of respect? Not here, people have the right and privilege of doing as they wish and categorically saying this or that group is not due respect is generally foolish.immrtlwun said:.... my lack of respect for fat people.
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.
I'm not completely put off by body 'type' or whatever, the deal-breaker for the one on the left is that she's basically ugly. Her friend is fat too, but seems cute. I wouldn't waste (spend, whatever) much effort but if the friend fell into my lap I would provide ... services.Corona said:They're both fat, but i'd probably bang the sunglasses one
I don't mind thick girls either, but lefty is right about at the limit of what I find attractive. Doesn't help that she's kind of got a beat-up face, but maybe it's just a bad pic.bigjohnson said:I'm not completely put off by body 'type' or whatever, the deal-breaker for the one on the left is that she's basically ugly. Her friend is fat too, but seems cute. I wouldn't waste (spend, whatever) much effort but if the friend fell into my lap I would provide ... services.
Da Realist said:She's a little chubby, but not fat.
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.
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.
Haha Slickaz you make me chuckle, you're the guy who created 'J holiday her' in some other thread aren't you?unlike diddy..IM GUILTY!!