Back when I started HS, I applied my learnings when going from class to class in the hallways and would look into girls eyes and hold the eye-contact just a second longer and knew I was confident enough when even the HOT ones started to break eye-contact 1st. This and the combination of my first ever lifting-routine skyrocketed my testosterone and got me into trouble sometimes, but no worries, at-least I could hold my head up w/confidence when competing in the shot put and most importantly, EVERYWHERE else.
I used to golf back then and I discovered a secret of the tour pros: "Using butterflies and fear to their advantage." When a pro golfer lines up their shot on the teebox, they may get butterflies in the stomach, but they have rewired the associated fear and turned it into a positive energy that could produce killer shot after shot in front of increasingly-bigger crowds surrounding them each week! I recall Geoff Ogilvy as saying: "I know it sounds stupid, but after u hit a good shot, tell yourself you hit a good shot and your mind will ensue." If they do get butterflies, they subside throughout the round but keep in mind this forces them to relax and thus becomes the norm earlier and earlier throughout subsequent rounds. So imagine yourself splitting the fairway next time.
I seldomly feel these butterflies now. Here I am mid-way through my undergraduate education, and I still get the looks/stares but know they're a GOOD thing. As of lately, I get cute & hot ones randomly coming out of nowhere and even smiling at ME. Knowing that I can hold my own, I don't let it take me by surprise, but I smile back and say "hey" to them. THIS IS MY AURA reeling them in and it's more dialed in than Tiger's short-game.
Standing on the sill of an airplane exit at 13,500 feet and staring down at the earth through the clouds briefly before diving down failed to fill me w/butterflies. When I find something that does succeed @ this task, I will only know of one way in which I shall proceed...