Survival Manifesto for the Post-Rejection Era She didn’t text you back. You stare at the phone. You replay the date. You audit the texts, the third drink you had, the joke about her ex, the unanswered question at minute forty-one. You question yourself. You wonder about her. You dissect the…
My buddy Bill had a problem. He’d met this girl at a friend’s rooftop thing in Williamsburg. Cute. Funny. The kind of woman who orders mezcal and actually knows why she likes it. They talked for two hours. She laughed at his jokes. She touched his arm. Twice. She even…
They say you never get a second chance to make a first impression; well, to any guy who believes that, I say you don’t stand a chance with women—or at least not the sorts of women you want...
Some tough love from a guy who's been coaching guys for half a decade. The points may be harsh, but no one got better at anything with soft criticism. Enjoy (with a tough skin)...
Neil Strauss is the worst. I’m not name-calling, bickering, or launching some underhanded smear campaign. Strauss is the worst because he’s the lowest form of human—he’s a betrayer of trust. In Dante’s Inferno, traitors occupy the lowest ring of hell. And such would seem an appropriate place for someone who…
Before I delve into dating, let me digress for a moment. I want to confess something… I suck at sports. I’m uncoordinated. I don’t have much leg speed. And my body seems unable to accept the “proper form” of any sort of sports movement—from the wrist flick of a jump…
Whenever I meet guys looking to improve their success with women, one underlying question always permeates everything they do: when will I be good with women? Every guy who gets into improving his success with women really only wants thing, which is to have success with women. Some guys refuse…
When you imagine improving your love life, what comes to mind? Do you envision wild nightclubs? Crazy party girls with fake boobs shoved in your face? Acting like a wild rock star? Living the idealized frat house life that you missed out on in your college years? Those were the…
t’s no secret I’m a loud critic of “The Pickup Community.” While some claim my criticism is a thinly disguised marketing ploy or an outgrowth of my own insecurities, the truth is much deeper than it probably seems. For me, I spent way too much time believing the hype and…
You’re your own biggest cock-block. I know because I’m my own biggest cock-block. While it’s fun and easy to blame outside factors for our dating failures—her nagging friends, your genetics, or the city we live in—the thing holding you back most from having the love life you want is what’s…