When you approach that girl, you might be nervous.
You might get “rejected,” and have to walk back to your boys and explain why you didn’t get her number.
Naturally, approach anxiety is a big stumbling block for plenty of guys.
Would it help if you knew what she was thinking?
Guys are first attracted to girls based primarily on their looks, while girls are first attracted by guys primarily on their personality. How they present themselves. Their confidence. Looks are not nearly as important to girls as they are to guys.
So when you see a girl from across the room, you’re ALREADY attracted to her.
But when she sees you? She’s not sure. You may pass her “minimum qualifications” in the looks department, but that’s not nearly enough for most girls.
She’ll only feel attraction AFTER you speak with her for a few minutes. NOT before.
So, when you start your approach, and she sees you walking over, what do think she’s thinking?
Imagine this for a minute. You’re sitting there, at Starbucks, minding your own business. Suddenly you get a whiff of perfume, and feel some feminine hands start giving you a back rub.
Then you hear a voice say, “Hey handsome, I’ve been dying to meet you…”
The perfume smells nice. The hands feel nice. The voice is definitely nice. But you haven’t seen her.
What are you thinking?
“I hope this chick is fat and ugly!” Uh, no.
What you’re thinking is this:
“Please, please, please God, let her be hot!” Right?
That’s EXACTLY what she’s thinking when you’re making your approach.
See, unless you’ve got six arms, haven’t taken a shower in six months, and are wearing your soiled bed sheets for clothes, chances are pretty high that you meet her minimum looks requirements.
If you’ve exchanged eye contact and a smile, I can GUARANTEE that you meet her looks requirements.
So as you’re walking over there, she’s thinking something like this:
“Please, please, please, God, let him be hot!”
She wants you to do well.
She wants you to succeed.
She wants you to seduce her.
She wants to end up on her back, with you pounding away in between her legs, sooner rather than later.
Don’t let her down!