Imagine this scene… I’m sitting across from this Japanese girl with incredible cleavage at a sushi restaurant in midtown Manhattan. Our table is on the second floor, right next to a waterfall (yes, there’s a fucking waterfall in the restaurant!). Chill lounge music bumps in the background as the tables fill up with couples. At some point, I look up from the menu. My gaze narrowly avoids...Continue Reading
Before I get into the blog post, I want to give an update on what’s been going on (and why I’ve been somewhat lax about updating this blog). For the last few weeks, I’ve felt more inspired and productive than ever to build Date Hotter Girls. As ridiculous as it sounds, something about this company really speaks to me on a very deep. Even before we’d thought of the name, Date Hotter Girls was what I wanted to do...Continue Reading
I could almost see his spirit laid across the floor, shattered, crunching underneath the bustle of a Lower East Side wine bar. I stood off in the corner, not unlike a trainer during a 12-round boxing match. I was ready to yell some motivational tidbits in his ear, or do what little I could to dress his wounds, but not much more. At least a dozen times that night I spat my personal mantra at him: It’s not about them; it’s about you...Continue Reading
Last year I wrote the 10 Best Texts to Send Girls…OF ALL TIME. Now, time hasn’t ended and those 10 texts are still totally relevant and effective. But since these posts are fun to put together, and I think they teach good fundamentals for texting and communicating with women, I decided to follow up last year’s post with another 10 texts, straight from my iPhone…Continue Reading
I remember exactly where I stood when I heard it. I was in 7th grade. I was walking through the hallway of the science wing and passing by a group of older kids, cooler kids. These were the “popular” kids. As I approached the huddled mass, I caught a snip-it of a question: “…going to get porn?” Then, he said it. A freshman named Dan Beck, already a notorious seducer at the ripe of fifteen, sneered. The crowd went silent as he prepared to speak the words that would forever color my Continue Reading
As the name implies, self-reference means you point out something you did or are going to do. I’ll demonstrate exactly what I’m talking about in a moment, but first I want to explain why this strategy is so effective. Most of the time when guys chat with women, they try to come off perfect. This is why some men brag, other men “DHV,” and still others just try to appear like they got it all figured out. Logically and intuitively it makes sense to act like this; however, in reality, this Continue Reading
Alright! So Zack and I have been crazy swamped coordinating a few different projects, but I wanted to post something quick about a comic book I created. I know, I know...it's a little dorky. But, ever since I've been a little kid, I've always loved comic book art. So to spice things up a bit, I retold the story of how Zack and I had our "breakthrough moment" after years frustration when learning how to succeed at dating. Here's a little "sample" to check out...Continue Reading
If we were to meet up, have a drink together, and then go meet women, it would only take us seeing you do one approach to figure out if you’re good with women or not. It wouldn’t necessarily matter if you “got” the girl. No. Over all the years, we’ve learned there are really only two ways to tell if a guy’s good with women. Here’s how: when approaching, are the girls: 1. Loving him, or 2. Hating him?Continue Reading
Your pride—The number one thing that holds most guys back from meeting a girl who really excites them is their own stupid pride. Get over yourself. Risk rejection. Stop believing that anyone gives a shit about you, your “reputation,” or how you’re being perceived. Put your pride on the line and go for the girl. Your laziness—Girls aren’t going to pick themselves up. If you don’t actively make a habit of going out to meet women, you’re not going to enjoy the success you want. Meeting and Continue Reading