Vantagepoint34
Master Don Juan
:woo: Let's say you had a shot with your favorite celeb who would it be?
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.
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.
Really? You'd date a woman twice your age?San Jose California said:jennifer aniston
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.
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.
There is a dynamic in human psychology of adjusting preferences to acquisition ability, i.e. sour grapes. It's odd you'd pick the saber toothed Jennifer Aniston (old enough to be your mother) out of the pack of much more beautiful, youthfully relevant actresses like Keira Knightley or Evan Rachel Wood. Are you actually attracted to older women, or are older women the only women you can get? Just asking.San Jose California said:Who cares? I'm dating jennifer aniston.
Diane Lane? (who is gorgeous)backbreaker said:there is a woman that when I made my transformation so to speak and really started to grow up, the first time I saw her, I knew that was the model T so speak of the type of woman I want. The entire package (to me at least). Loves horse racing, very pretty, very classy, just as sweet as can be... i'm not going to say who it is, but she's in her early 40's (and still quite attractive)...
and if i were single, you could line up all of the 20 year olds in the world with her and i would chose her and have the biggest **** eating grin on my face on earth. none of those 20 year olds, brings the entire package that she would to the table. we aren't talking about sport ****ing.
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.
iwanttofight said:You just picked jennifer Anniston because your gay for Brad Pitt, and that's the closest you will get to him by sloppy seconds with Jennifer Anniston
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.