For starters I am a 30 year old, 6"1 man, I have a chill vibe style and I live in Argentina (one of the hardest places to aproach woman that I knew of)

Celebration night, at a bar where you can dance but also have a conversation. I had a good amount of beer and smoked a little weed—just enough to be in a mental state of absolute dominance over my fears and any social situation in the place. From the moment I walked in, I just knew in my head that I was the best one there. Hard to explain, but it felt like walking into the Oscars and I was Daniel Day-Lewis. I didn’t need to prove anything—I just knew. I knew I was good at this, and I carried that energy in every step I took. My game was purely self-confidence and having fun with my six friends, barely looking around at others.

When I approach a woman, my strategy is always to think as little as possible and just talk about something that caught my attention about her. I'm just go for it. Being genuine and curious is contagious. As they talk about themselves, I always throw in some slightly offensive and edgy jokes, poking at their ego. From there, they just want to prove they’re better than I think. That they’re ready for the challenge and the adventure of trying to change my vision about them. I never kiss in this type of places and after 5-10 min of conversation, I leave in the climax and I offer them to write down my Instagram so they can follow me—making them believe it was their idea all along. It’s dumb enough that they do it without even thinking.

The result was insane: 4/4 Instagrams secured, all of them down to go out. But I made a crucial mistake. The last woman I approached was an absolute 10/10. The problem? As we talked, we just kept finding more and more things in common, and every time her perfect lips, sexy voice, and piercing gaze formed another word, I got closer and closer. At some point, we were about to explode, and I had to kiss her with uncontrollable passion.

I ended the night by walking her home, and now we have a date on Wednesday near my place. I highly doubt I’ll go out with the other three girls this week, but I already have their contact, and at any moment, I’ll text them asking if they want to adopt their favorite animal they told me they liked.

Hope my experience motivates you guys, and I can share more insights about what happened that night if you’re interested

Cheers