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.
Boschy said:Hmmm 18 year olds. Student night is Thursday nights in the CBD, so anywhere is good...The Loft, Little Flinders St (Velour Bar, Ikon). Should be able to get a list together and do a venue crawl one night. Count me in. Gin Palace is a good place to find some quality chicks. Ditto places like Metropolitan, Establishment (can be quiet), etc. Pubs like Elephant WheelBarrow, Bridies, and Euro Beer Cafe are good for generic younger girls (20-30) because of the covers bands.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
Yeah. Viper room and Frostbites are great places on Chapel, but still ain't my scene - too much bass and too f*ckin loud. Lotus bar is on Toorak road, but the bouncers were pretty racist to my mates so I wouldn't be going back there anytime soon. Only luck i had in that area is Evolution on commercial road.[S]alvatore said:Viper Room on Chapel st is a good place to grab girls. Also I think Lotus Bar it's called, can't remember where it's located though? But generally the rest of clubs on Chapel st are full of pill popper drug fu<ks.
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.