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.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
Exactly this. This is quite a bad place to ask for an opinion of how you look, because most of the people on this forum don't have the right look anyway, and probably think anything other than a baggy t-shirt and jeans is gay. Pink is a good colour for a shirt, cannot recommend it for a t shirt though.WC2 said:You're asking a lot of insecure people how you look, while you seem to be one of the only ones who are actually secure with yourself.
I say f*ck what everyone else has been saying; you look good.
I've worn pink many a time... comments from the peanut gallery never stopped me.
???CaptainJ said:people on this forum don't have the right look anyway
The fact that you honestly think that there's a "right look" to getting girls shows me how pathetic you really are. When's the last time you've touched a girl (excluding your mother)?CaptainJ said:right look
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.
I'm a stylish guy, to be quite honest, but i really just don't like the look.Daniel1099 said:haha well i was hoping the guys that actually have experience would give me insight...
i can tell when someone has no game whatsoever.
if anything i could be giving advice on how to dress to some people
but like i said. i like having the more experienced guys give me insight to cuz theirs always room for improvement.
and G-star.... their is a RIGHT look. and that look is to NOT look like a creep/weirdo. if your thing is surfer, rocker, skater...whatever...
you just need to be able to pull it off, and look good.
I think that's what he's going for. :cheer:saturos said:Another factor to consider is that your hairstyle is generally associated with faggots when in combination with the rest of your clothes.
Gstar said:I think that's what he's going for. :cheer:
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
Wow, struck a nerve did I? Just goes to show someone is insecure...Gstar said:???
The fact that you honestly think that there's a "right look" to getting girls shows me how pathetic you really are. When's the last time you've touched a girl (excluding your mother)?
I'd spit in your face, but you're probably into that kind of thing.
Silly faggot, d.i.c.k.s are for chicks!Daniel1099 said:im metro.
i care how i look.
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 are not quite dressing to a point where i would give you the title metro. The way you dress, at least in the pictures given, is not a metro look.Daniel1099 said:i have already settled with the fact that im metro.
i care how i look. i care how i present my self....that right their is metrosexual...
guys like brad pitt, devid beckham, and justin timberlake are metro sexual.
but i look up to them when it comes to style and pullin women.
so its all good.
Not really.Daniel1099 said:sure those guys are stylish...
but girls wont go for someone THAT into how they look... thats just borderline gay...
you still need other guys to be able to say. DAMN that dude is ALPHA...
then everyone in the room gives you instant respect by how you walk in, smell, look. etc.
these guys are well dressed.
http://sharonwaxman.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/09/27/paul_newman.jpg
http://z.about.com/d/mensfashion/1/5/V/R/75881703.jpg
http://www.kitmeout.com/img_assets/george-clooney.jpg
http://www.matusiak.eu/numerodix/blog/wp-content/uploads/brad_pitt_suit.jpg
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.