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.
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.
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
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.
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:
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
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.
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
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 replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.