Little Lydia

little lydia was back in my city for a few days, so we had coffee.

she was as beautiful as i remembered. have you heard that maya angelou quote, “people will always remember how you made them feel”? well, i remember when i met lydia, i was mesmerized by her beauty. she is a small girl. small, cute little body, calm, soft energy, white skin — white tanned skin, very warm, not cold white skin — with dark hair past her ears, relatively short hair but very feminine, suits her perfectly, and these huge hazel green eyes, and a total dollface. her face has this amazing combination of roundness but also sharpness. soft smooth round ovals and also these sharp cheekbones and delicate jawline and chin. it’s impossible to describe.

and her eyes! so big! so calm and knowing.

she is mesmerizing.

she is one of the girls i call MHOTS. marry her on the spot. (yes, i know that’s beta.) but she’s one of those girls. you look at her, and you’re transfixed. and you talk to her, and her calm energy, her calm, feminine vibe, her big eyes, her perfect face, her pretty hands — stunning. overwhelming.

so there she was, again. i was transfixed by her face and her energy. and she’s incredibly talented. and she was wearing hoop earrings! i don’t know if she was wearing them last time i saw her, maybe three years ago, and i don’t think i fully knew about them last time — but now i do!

oh man, that started getting me horny, imaging her kinky, sexual side.

she was dressed in black. black jeans, a black cardigan, and then a white tank top, very tight, showing the top of her small but VERY sexy little tits. i hated her shoes. sneakers. black filas, in that chunky “retard” style. ugh, i should have teased her and questioned her about her shoes.

i didn’t tease her enough, clearly. i was too boring? i played it straight too much? i don’t know.

i teased her about her age, and she blushed. she’s 29! she looks 23. or less. or more. i mean, she could be 18. could she? i don’t know. she looks YOUNG. truly. i mean, i know girls who are 26 who are already getting thin little lines around their eyes. not lydia!

one thing, she’s from the south of spain, murcia, so her accent is not so sexy. i don’t like her accent. her voice isn’t incredibly sexy, okay that’s one strike against her. but i think that’s the only one!

so i had coffee with little lydia, and then she left to meet up with her friends. is she single, is she taken — i have no idea. we didn’t even talk about that. damn.

i did tease her a bit on a few topics — teased her how she “insulted” my country when she said this one thing — and i even touched her knee and pushed her away, but i got very little reaction from her.

i also showed her some of my photography. i gotta do that more. i didn’t have a game plan going in! i talked too much about work! i gotta push my ARTIST SIDE more and more!

i did okay. i did fine. some girls are just not into you. i gotta live with that.

goodbye, little lydia. i will always remember you, and our little coffee date.

Thinking about shame

thinking about shame. and guilt.

my comment on AJA’s youtube page:

“Loving your Youtube channel. This video is hilarious. Then last night I was thinking, I would love to see you go deeper on this ‘male feminist’ topic. And the deeper subject is MALE GUILT. I know this because I used to be a male feminist. I used to feel very guilty about being a man. I used to feel guilty because I was told by society that I had advantages that women didn’t have, and that my sexuality was dangerous, even malicious. Every time I lusted after a woman, I felt guilty. Now clearly, you have a very strong masculine mindset and frame, did you always have that? Did you have strong male role models growing up? How can we help other men DISCOVER their masculinity and stop being ashamed of themselves? I think you could be a great voice to spread this message on Youtube, because of your mixture of intelligence, masculinity, and athleticism/health. Keep up the great work, my man.”

i am still struggling with my masculinity. i don’t feel guilty any more, especially not sexually — okay, sometimes — but i am finally realizing how horny girls are, and how much they love to get roughed up by strong men — they want the same thing i do!!!!! they are NOT delicate flowers, with me being the “bad guy” pervert.

nope. they’re as perverted as i am!!!! girls are REALLY dirty and horny and perverted. i love to dominate women in bed, i love to feel the lust and power running through my body, and use it to control her, use her, destroy her — and she loves it too!!!!!!!!!!!

i love naked women — and women also get turned on by naked women!!!

i love jamming my rock hard cock inside her mouth — and it makes her wet to get on her knees and suck me off and get face fucked!!!

WE ARE BOTH SIDES OF THE SAME COIN.

so yeah, i do feel sexual guilt still, sometimes — especially when i feel it takes over my life, and i waste time where i could/should be doing other things that are important too, more important/practical/boring things.

i do feel sometimes i get carried away by sex, and that that’s gonna come back and bite me in the ass real hard.

that’s my fear.

I thought I was gonna bang Andreea again

but I didn’t!
not even close!
fuck!

maybe I did something wrong.
maybe not.

it’s hard to know.

Fame and power

Fame and power don’t necessarily make a man alpha.

Mindset, baby.

Mindset is key.

I’m not embarrassed about my past

I’m not embarrassed about my past. Instead, I’m proud that I’ve evolved so much over the past ten years …. OH DEAR GOD WHAT WAS I THINKING??!????

Instadate with Harriet

1. coming back from a long day at work, i see a tall, thin, pretty blonde girl with glasses.

2. i talk to her, turns out she has piercings i didn’t see, on her face, on her nose, in her tongue, whoa.

3. but she’s kinda cool, friendly, down to earth.

4. we chat for a bit near the plaza near my house, and she actually says, do you mind if we sit down, so i can eat my sushi?

5. so we sit and chat for a bit. it wasn’t entirely on, but it was a pretty good vibe.

6. i start getting angry at myself because my apt is really messy, and i have to eat dinner, and i have a ton of work to do, and i’m TIRED — but i almost almost suggest we get a drink somewhere…. argh, but i don’t. i guess i chicken out, is what happened.

7. anyway, i show her my photos and tell her maybe i can photograph her sometime. she seems interested. i did some kino, some good deep eye contact, one sexual spike, i did okay.

8. i am just pissed, i feel there was an opportunity there, but i don’t have my life in order right now, i’m a bit of a mess, and there are so many opportunities out there in this world!!! argh.

A proper seduction

“A proper seduction is irresistible to a woman. As long as her attraction buttons are pressed, it doesn’t matter that she’s aware of it. This is why tactics like cocky/funny work so well. She can know exactly what’s up but still feel turned on.” –Roissy

My advice to Costello the Kid

on his blog:

“But maybe he is the kind of guy that should do daygame and I’m the kind of guy that, at least for now, should work on other aspects of life?”

Daygame **is*** life!

Kidding.

I think, just from this one post I’ve read (admittedly), your views are skewed. Daygame is just a tool. Do 500 approaches. Have you done that yet? That should be your “short-term” goal. And I say short-term in quotes because that should take you about six months, no more than a year. (I did 1,000 approaches in one year as a beginner.)

After 500 approaches, you should be less nervous. That’s the goal. Being less nervous, and developing more instinct as to what girls want. And making lots and lots of mistakes. Mistakes are good. You know that quote, an expert is just a person who has made all the possible mistakes in a narrow, given field.

Then your next goal should be 1,000 approaches. And, like Scott Adams says, it’s key to develop a system, a habit. Say, 20 approaches a week. 20 per week x 52 weeks = 1,000 approaches in one year.

DON’T WORRY ABOUT RESULTS. Be process-oriented, not results-oriented. Just do your approaches. Practice developing all the tactics, tips and skills from the LDM. That’s it. Don’t worry about fucking or not fucking. This shit takes time for most men (that good-looking Australian dude is an outlier!). It took me forever. Nash too.

Most guys quit before they get to 500 approaches, and that’s sad. Because once you get over that feeling of shame of getting rejected, and you can cold-approach at will, that shit is a SUPERPOWER that will stay with you your entire life! I’m serious. I’m a changed man, thanks to daygame. Male friends look at me in awe when I go up and talk to a girl. They think I was born with this talent. Nope. That’s 3,000 approaches and thousands of hours of work.

Remember the Roissy quote:

“The first challenge you must overcome is building immunity to rejection. All else flows from that critical initial step. Immunity comes with repeated exposure.” -Roissy

MEANWHILE, though, and this is key, you gotta also develop other aspects of yourself. Daygame by itself is not enough! You gotta pick up some sort of cool hobby. I started working hard at developing my photography skills. In The Game, Style became a surfer. Learn the guitar. Become an abstract painter. ANYTHING that makes you interesting and memorable, and different from all the other dudes out there. You gotta deliver something interesting to a girl. YOU GOTTA HAVE AN EDGE. Every girl has five hundred cocks to choose from, why should she pick yours??

In other words, what three words will she put in her phone after your name? For me, it’s “Rivelino exotic NYC photographer” (ideally). She isn’t gonna remember more than that. If she’s curious about an artist, then I’m her man. If she wants a wealthy lawyer, or a muscular jock, that’s not me.

What are you good at? What are your strengths? What are your talents? Girls are ruthlessly efficient at detecting value in a man. And also fear.

Daygame is just to get over the fear of talking to pretty girls, and coming off as confident, cocky and strong. Getting over your stage fright, and getting on stage. But that’s only “part 1” of the seduction dance. Part 2 is actually “displaying” the value you have.

What value do you have?

What’s your EDGE?

Nice to hear

“I have never known anyone who would know how to turn me on as perfectly as you do” -WG, a few seconds ago, over messenger…

A bit crushed

Girl #1 I blew it big time. The date was going downhill, I panicked, got needy, and went for the kiss instead of LEANING BACK. I will text her again in a week, but doubt she will reply.

Girl #2 actually I will see her again on Saturday. But I think I friendzoned myself!

— Rivelino (@alpharivelino) August 29, 2018

two instadates last night, back to back. screwed up BOTH of them.

still thinking of all the things i could have done better yesterday. what i did wrong. what i did right. what i could have done differently.

fuck.