Quote: (02-05-2019 12:44 PM)Unkown_Killa Wrote:
Quote: (02-05-2019 12:17 PM)Vincent Chase Wrote:
Quote: (09-07-2018 06:33 PM)Alexandros Wrote:
What advice would you give for getting laid in London when you:
1. don't have your own apartment but are in central London all the time due to studies/work
2. don't have a car (don't think it's an issue but wanted to provide full info)
3. don't drink, don'ts smoke
4, Mediterranean looking, slim, not tall
?
Best advice: travel elsewhere.
I posted something similar in a different thread the other day. After spending 2 years away and especially after visiting SE Asia for the first time at the end of last year, I completely agree.
I share your vertical challenges and thanks to my Italian and Greek ancestry, probably your racial characteristics as well. Although, I hit the weights hard 4x a week (definitely something you could start doing to improve yourself).
I can honestly say that I had the time of my life in the Philippines. Filipinas are tiny, sexy, bubbly and have a feminine energy that women here have long lost. After spending 2 weeks there, it completely changed my perspective.
Going to the Phils is probably not going to help you whatsoever in London; in fact, I would say that it’s more detrimental than helpful to your quest. Asia can make a man feel lazy, unjustifiably entitled, and rusty in the psychological aspects that will play a more prominent role in your interactions with NW European women.
One thing that took me a little time to get used to again was in the choice of words and idioms that’s suddenly at my disposal when back in the West. Whereas in Asia, you have to keep most every thought communicated at an absolute minimal common denominator at all times, lest she’ll feel shy and less comfortable. If I start leaving out prepositions and commit all the other usual grammatical sins, one might be perceived as dim, which is a perception that pays no dividends for Caucasians, although for other races it could very well help their chances.
I come through London for work from time to time, and as an outsider from a place unlikely to generate much fanfare with English women, I see the meeting local chicks situation there as akin to a bootcamp obstacle course. Yes, there’s better value most anywhere else, and you might even get offended by how crude and annoying your interactions play out, but it seems to help me keep my wits sharp and to always fine tool and refine my technique.
And there’s also something comforting about knowing that dealing with overweight Caucasian women who pride themselves on their sarcasm, snark, and sassiness is about as bad as it can possibly get. It has the effect of realising a little more appreciation for the good natured girls that eventually come into your life. We ought to know this better than anyone.