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.
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.
No you guys, he's right.Originally posted by GropeDope
If you are seriously under the misconception that girls are supposed to approach you, then I'm sorry, but you are a f*ckin loser with no balls.
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.
Originally posted by tmpgstx
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.
Originally posted by ghost28
they said being good looking helps, well not really. I model, and not 1 girl has asked me out. If I smile at them, they will smile. But not one HB has approached me.
I never ask girls out, I always wait for them to ask me... but it isn't happening.
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.
Originally posted by Tha Realnezz
Women choose men.
Working on your looks should be the main priority.Not personality transplants and trying to become some *******.
The way I feel is that if you have to constantly anylyze yourself & go hard after females you desire
....Then something must be wrong with your look.
If you stand at the mall..on a friday afternoon.Packed with girls and not one of them makes any comment to you after you make eye contact with them.
My dude,it means you aren't attractive...period.Women like fixeruppers.So that tells me most of the men in the world who complain about there non-existant sexlife are just bs'ing.
If a woman is attracted to you she'll let you know--most of the time at least.Through eye contact,signals and initiation of convo's.Compliments,freindliness and the like.You will just KNOW.
There's really no deny this.
There's no need to memorize lines or attempt to become some badass like some people will try to tell you.
First thing people here should be doing is hitting the gym & working on there wardrobe.--IMO.Don't complicate yourselves.
Women aren't as bright as you guys think.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.