Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
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.
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
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'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 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.
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.
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.
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
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.