drewsg
Don Juan
what shades are those
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.
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.
snowdog said:I'm sure everyone will agree that a (good) suit looks good on any guy.
Versace.drewsg said:what shades are those
Nexus Polaris said:Honestly, I'd go back to the look you had a year ago. The suit was smooth. Pretty GQ. You look like kind of a douchebag in your pic from April. No offense.
What's most important, though, is to make sure your look matches your personality. Make sure it reflects who you really are as a person. Anything that isn't genuine, no matter how good it might look, will hinder your game because it will come across as incongruent.
How did you knew I was writing a novel?GreatHornedOwl said:How's that novel you've been working on, snowdog?
You ever tried growing a fro? I always thought that's f*cking cool. A friend of mine has a HUGE one and girls love it. He gets automatic attention and they all wanna touch it and stuff. If you have an extreme hair style like that, it shows that you're confident enough to not give a sh*t. You got the right hair and you're black, so you can pull it off. Afro's will never look as cool on a white guy as on a black guy. Same goes for bald heads.I'm talkin' about face wise. That suit thing was a one time thing for a school award ceremony.
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.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
Much better, you can tell effort went into the haircut. Similiar to my hairstyle, short sides and longer on top is a guarenteed win move.SeymourCake said:
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.
give her 2 me lolSeymourCake said:some phillipino chick that went to school with me.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.