Gay Dating: How the subtlest body language can make or break your love life.

Frowning and crossing your arms is the equivalent of throwing Kryptonite at the Superman you’re hawkin’ on, but what about barely noticeable body language?
If you’re skeptical about how the subtlest body language affects your love life, play a game with me.

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Straighten your arm as if you were doing a “Heil Hitler” salute. What’s the feeling? Dominant, aggressive, hateful, right?
It isn’t your arm that’s creating those feelings, by the way. It’s your palm.

Watch.

Keep your arm in the air, but now turn the palm up. What’s the feeling now? Open, inviting, fun. Turn the palm down and you feel like Hitler. Turn it up and you feel like…

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Now, if a simple palm movement has that kind of emotional impact on you, imagine the effect it has on other people.


Clearly we don’t go around saluting like SS guards,
but you’d be surprised at how every day palm gestures can have nearly the same negative effects. Quick example: I have a good friend who’s fairly disliked by a good many people. Although I think he’s kind and generous, some folks have taken me aside and said, “There’s something about him that rubs me the wrong way.”

That “something” is the way he uses his palms. In the Hitler example, you saw the raw emotional power of a simple palm position, but again, that’s not realistic. Here’s how your palms can make somebody dislike you (like my friend) in a real conversation.

Stand in front of a mirror so you can see the full effect.
Learn how to meet and attract better looking men with Mike Alvear’s new gay body language ebook, ATTRACT HOTTER GUYS .

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I erased my wrinkles with a Taser Gun.

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Today was number five in the series of six Fraxel treatments in my mission to lead a wrinkle-free life.

Unfortunately I forgot to apply my lidocaine ointment an hour before because I was in a huge tearing hurry to go purchase “True Blood-Season One”, so that I could spend some quality recuperation time with Alexander Skarsgard this afternoon.

So I had to go this treatment sans numbing ointment which hurts like burning hell. Just tap your face with a live wire about sixty times or so. Make sure you get into the hairline too, so that you have that burning flesh and hair smell.

We didn’t use as high a setting today as treatment number 4, so do note the lack of open, blood oozing wounds showing today. I mentioned to her that I was down for over a week with the last treatment, even after three weeks I still had the pixilated stamp effect known as the Mark of the Fraxel. It looks like someone had taken a hot poker or a car lighter and stamped all over me, plus it hurt like hell for days. However, I really noticed the difference after treatment four also. I had planned on getting some more Radiesse shot into my marionette lines since I looked so saggy in the last Fraxel series picture, but I saw a tremendous amount of tightening in my lower face area once the redness had gone away. Let me show you a side by side analysis, and tell me what you think: Read the rest of this entry »

She Spent How Much To Look Like A Drag Queen?

Janet Cunliffe of Burnley, UK spent around $15,000 for enough plastic surgery and cash-n-carry hair, not to mention sleazy clothing, to look like her daughter.

Who in turn looks like a cheap drag version of Paris Hilton. And let me add a very amateur version. No real drag queen would leave the house looking like this or she would face serious ridicule.

I grew up and lived with some pretty fabulous drag queens in Atlanta. If it weren’t for drag queens and gay men I would know nothing about life, love, and the pursuit of the perfect concealer.

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When did boozing and banging turn into “Sex and The City Syndrome?”

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If women can have a fake disease named after an HBO show, does that mean guys suffer from “Entourage Syndrome?”

This morning while listening to the “Today” show, they mentioned “Sex and the City Syndrome”, which is where groups of  women go out, get drunk, talk shit, and hopefully engage in sex with inappropriate strangers.

My entire late teens through twenties can be summed up by a fake disease named after an HBO show? Yes, and some of my thirties too dammit. I was a late bloomer into adulthood.

Didn’t everyone do this? So what do guys have, “Entourage Syndrome”?

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My bush screamed for Yard Dyke!

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What if your husband is useless in the garden? Tips for trimming the perfect bush from guest blogger Lisa Brower.

Every spring I become enamored by the idea of having a perfect yard and garden. This year I had decided I didn’t give a damn anymore and had set my mind to hiring an attractive, young, well-built Hispanic guy to do the yard work instead. I had dreams of lounging around on my back porch sipping a daiquiri and looking sultry in the intense heat. I could watch the sweat glisten on his shirtless and flawlessly tanned chest. At some point he would turn around to return my lusty stare and then stroll purposely toward me with his tight jeans riding low enough on his hips to show just a tantalizing peep of pale silky skin.

Standing over my lounger, he would reach for the daiquiri I poured for him and his full, pouty lips would form their first and highly anticipated words to me:

“Girl, it is HOT out here. This bitch needs to go home before she just falls out. I’ve got me a man coming over tonight and the only thing I want to be hot for is him! That’s gonna be one-fifty for today. Can I use your shower before I go to the gym?”

Shit.

I just fantasized up a hot, gay Hispanic yard man. Just my luck. I guess this means Yard Dyke is coming back this year.

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