
That might be one reason why. Also, I was a slob for a while cause of working for UPS for 2 years, so I wore jacked clothes, was looking like
Jamie Foxx when Fancy left him and he had B.O. and a wavy hairline.
Most of it was because I approached women on some "Hey, my name is ****** , what is yours? I would like to take you out." Like I was super fukking forward,
totally lacked nuance, etc. I joke about being 5'7 all the time, but I get approached and flirted with a lot.

Only reason I can think of for it working against me
for so long was that I was swagless as fukk. Now I'm secure with myself, I get no shortage of attention if I want it.
I had a chick I kinda followed around the college back in 08 who was cute as fukk

I wasn't stalking, per se, but I was headed to various places on campus to drop shyt off, to meet people, etc, but we passed each other a ton. So one day I come to her:

"Hello, my name is *****, what's yours."

"Mikayla. How are you."
We chopped it up for a minute while walking through this hallway.

"I'm 17" she said.

"I'm 20." The age difference wasn't shyt, especially since we were both in college.

"I have a kid." We still walking down this long corridor by ourselves.

"Word? Ok, whats wrong with that?"
We chop it up a bit more, but we walking fast as fukk like we running from cops but can't go into a full sprint for fear of arousing suspicion.
We finally get to the exit after im spitting my spiel as quickly and plainly as possible, when she hops into this guys arms.

"Hey!"

She hugged him, turned and waved at me. I didn't realize while we were walking, she might have texted him to come save her.

Lawse. Saw him the next week with his * real* girl. She threw everything at my stubborn, swagless ass