RSanders219
Don Juan
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- Dec 1, 2010
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HB 9 for sure
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.
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.
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.
None of those girls are 8's, let alone 9's. Just because they have big boobs doesn't mean they are hot lol. I am always amazed at guys and their complete and utter fascination with large breasts. They are drawn to them like Homer to his beloved Duff beer. Get all salivating and sh!t. The first girl is WAY prettier than those other girls. Way. The one on the right is close face wise. That first girl pic was taken on the street, with next to no makeup on, not made up at all. And she is still prettier.Darth said:The structure of her face is a 7 or an 8, but the look on her face combined with her clothing suggests a major attitude problem.
HB 6 (for me).
EDIT: Here are some real 8's (maybe 9)
http://www.adrants.com/images/clicksector_girls.jpg
Bammmmmmmmmm. Now there ya go! Those are some HOT women!Naughty Ninja said:This thread is from RSD nation. I don't know where these girls are from but this is what the women in the Sicily nightclubs looked like AND were friendly as hell.
http://www.rsdnation.com/node/177234
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
cordoncordon said:Now there ya go! Those are some HOT women!
1-6 pics are all 8.5's or above.
Oh no doubt Italy has some FINE looking women. Number 6 in that montage is to me anyway a 9.88888888. The girl in the white. 1 and 2 are close.Naughty Ninja said:I work with girls that are that hot. And I've met girls in Sicily that hot.
They are just people. Fcuk all the tactics and just say hello to them. Especially if you see them on a daily basis. It's not that hard to do. There's way to much over analizing on this forum when you just have to be a cool person and open your friggin mouth.
They joke, talk, walk, laugh, etc. Just like US! Can you believe it?!
I would politely disagree.KarmaSutra said:At best, a 7.
You're not a woman if you don't have t!ts to fvck.
I would think the fact that she is blonde would get her extra attention (and points) since most Italian women have dark hair.Naughty Ninja said:In Italy she'd be a 6.
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.
It's pretty hard to seperate the body from the equation. You can get at least a decent idea of what her body is like from the photo.JustLurk said:This is only judging the face, since it's the only thing I'm guessing has a mathematical range of agreed scores on. This is not a body rating.
I voted 7. These are what I'd consider 9's.JustLurk said:This is not a personality rating. That is not part of the question. Neither is it a measurement rating. This is only judging the face, since it's the only thing I'm guessing has a mathematical range of agreed scores on. This is not a body rating.
BTW feel free to post your ideas of 9-10's those of you that rated below 8.5. It might help me set this up or change my idea for the next pic.
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.