<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298</id><updated>2012-01-22T03:52:49.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthropology of Flirting- What you wanted to know about the culture/flirting combo</title><subtitle type='html'>I am an anthropologist: I am also a 'flirting expert'. I like combining these fields to create a new focus.  These are my observations as I visit different countries, cultures, and mind-sets.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-9071764941229572273</id><published>2008-05-28T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T11:58:22.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flirting and globalization</title><content type='html'>The Internet never ceases to amaze me. Not only does it enable you to find the perfect margarita recipe, locate your nearest belly dancing class, and check the price on tickets to Cuba, it also enables 24 year-old boys in Brazil to ask me for flirting advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received the sweetest email from Paolo (name has been changed to protect the innocent) who needed advice about a girl at his college. I have to say that my two younger brothers, and all of their friends, have been asking me for advice on the fairer gender for years. This brought back fond memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I am writing a blog on this topic, besides the fact&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I am &lt;em&gt;delighted&lt;/em&gt; to be giving flirting advice to people who dance samba, is that Paolo's dilemma is very common. And, in fact, can be found all over the world. Paolo and a lovely lady at his school have been exchanging smiles. Paolo can feel there is something in her smile, while his friends say that he is just imagining it. First of all, whatever you do, don't listen to your friends! They have biased opinions and their own subjective views playing in their heads. &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; are the one feeling/experiencing this, not them. As I learned from my research on flirting, good flirting is not one-sided. It takes two to samba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paolo is wondering what he should do. I told him, as I will tell you, because you are probably in the same dilemma, that you should talk to her. She is sending you a 'signal of approachability' by always smiling at you. Most likely, she is waiting for you to go over and talk to her. In fact, if you don't, she will assume that you don't like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, what is the harm of talking to a beautiful girl? If you don't have any motives or agendas when you begin the conversation (ahem....boys!) then there isn't anything to lose. Besides, worst case scenario is that she is not interested, and then you go find the many others who are interested. It's a win/win situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, next query?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-9071764941229572273?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/9071764941229572273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=9071764941229572273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/9071764941229572273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/9071764941229572273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/05/flirting-and-globalization.html' title='Flirting and globalization'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-704349882003374692</id><published>2008-05-28T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T08:10:38.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest blog on playing hard to get</title><content type='html'>It seems the blog on economic scarcity and economics of the heart caused quite a reaction. Here is one of the responses that I particularly liked, from someone who works in the business of risks and probability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Individuals search around for a flirt/mate etc. They identify a&lt;br /&gt;potential individual who is likely to respond positively. Everyone wants&lt;br /&gt;to be liked / loved, so they are never going to flirt with someone&lt;br /&gt;who is likely to reject them. No one wants rejection. That is the&lt;br /&gt;"normal" market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, playing hard to get just prices you out of the market&lt;br /&gt;normal. The price of playing hard to get is too high for someone who&lt;br /&gt;places a high probability on the pay-off being rejection. The only&lt;br /&gt;way playing hard to get will work is if the initial flirt has a non-&lt;br /&gt;normal expectation of the probability of rejection. They may well&lt;br /&gt;also be a "hard to get" person, but identifying the same type brings&lt;br /&gt;on a challenge. They are operating in their own market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Individuals should stick to the market in which they are&lt;br /&gt;comfortable. Why do people go to clubs to meet people? Because they&lt;br /&gt;would be keen to meet people who go to clubs. Why do people play hard&lt;br /&gt;to get, because they want to be highly selective and meet only the&lt;br /&gt;same small minority of the niche market that also plays hard to get."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you all think? Do people play 'hard to get' in order to meet other highly selective people?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-704349882003374692?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/704349882003374692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=704349882003374692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/704349882003374692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/704349882003374692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/05/guest-blog-on-playing-hard-to-get.html' title='Guest blog on playing hard to get'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-3585362232007058132</id><published>2008-05-20T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T08:45:05.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiley and Busty's train encounter</title><content type='html'>I was in the corner observing, which is my favourite place to be when I am not in the thick of the action. The setting was the overland train. The two subjects were a small and smiley Indian man and a Busty Black woman. They both stood at the door waiting for their freedom. The smiley one said to the busty one, "How are you today?" The busty one looked alarmed, visibly prayed that the doors would open, and said with a forced politeness, "Fine, thank you". She then proceeded to put on the sour 'London face' and look anywhere but at him. Ouch! If that man ever gets up enough courage to say hello to another human being, let alone a woman, I will be very proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of my journey, I pondered what would have made Busty respond in such an unnecessarily, unfriendly manner. I came up with three hypotheses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Busty's&lt;/span&gt; dog had been run over by a car earlier that day and she was still in a state of shock and grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Busty assumed that because a strange man had said hello to her, that he obviously wanted something that she was not willing to give...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Busty is not comfortable gracefully exiting conversations. I refer back to an earlier post and again, stress that those people who are most comfortable getting out of conversations, are more likely to get into them in the first place. Busty must not have felt adept at exchanging one minute pleasantries with smiley Indian men and then leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, it could be a completely different reason. But, at the end of the day, I always go back to humanity. Why can't we all just be nice to each other? (This is assuming the other person isn't a complete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;eejit&lt;/span&gt;!) I am sure the flirting revolution will catch on when everyone realizes how much more enjoyable life is when we are sweet instead of sour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-3585362232007058132?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/3585362232007058132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=3585362232007058132' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/3585362232007058132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/3585362232007058132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/05/smiley-and-bustys-train-encounter.html' title='Smiley and Busty&apos;s train encounter'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-2746742816312032064</id><published>2008-04-22T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T04:19:51.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Handsome on the Hammersmith or pug ugly on the Piccadilly?</title><content type='html'>I was having coffee with a Greek friend of mine the other day, and, of course being Greek, means he has at least two P.h.d.'s. He mentioned that some tube lines on the underground had better looking people on them than others. He shared that he was a great advocate of the central and circle lines, and he wasn't so fond of the pickings on the Piccadilly line. Considering I have spent a good deal of my time in London living in the centre, or cycling, I can't say that I've been underground enough to 'test' if these theories were accurate. (If, in fact, they &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; be tested. I still believe everyone has different tastes as to what is considered good-looking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, we were having dinner with a happily ever now hybrid of an American woman and her British, public school boy partner. We asked them what they thought of this hypothesis. 'Well, we met on the circle line 7 years ago' they said. Apparently, they were believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think we need a much bigger sample size before we can draw any conclusions.So, that is why I ask you, my dear readers. Do different lines have better looking people than others? And, I have usually said that the tube is a bad place to meet people. Due to lack of personal space, it's often seen as threatening to make extended eye contact with others. The way we give people space in a situation where there isn't much space, is to not make direct eye contact. This is why people are looking up, down, or anywhere but at you! But, what do you think? Is the tube a good place to meet others?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-2746742816312032064?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/2746742816312032064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=2746742816312032064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/2746742816312032064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/2746742816312032064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/04/handsome-on-hammersmith-or-pug-ugly-on.html' title='Handsome on the Hammersmith or pug ugly on the Piccadilly?'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-8867035745964551571</id><published>2008-04-14T08:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T03:01:45.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The social 'evolution' of evolutionary psychology</title><content type='html'>Evolutionary psychology has long been regarded as the answer to explaining why we are attracted to certain individuals. By looking at how our preferences have evolved, in regards to sexual selection of mates, the theories of evolutionary psychology outline very clearly who is the most desirable amongst us and who is least likely to pass on their genes. However, such theories disregard a few critical points. In our modern-day society, not everyone’s main goal is to pass on genes; for some, it’s to enjoy a successful career, for others, it’s to travel the world. Our present criteria do not necessarily coincide with our evolutionary ancestor’s. Additionally, evolutionary psychology ignores the all- important social factors which also affect the choosing of a mate, factors such as who do I enjoy spending time with, and who is least likely to reject my advances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a study done in the 90’s, by a proponent of evolutionary psychology, David Buss found that men were universally attracted to young, good-looking females, whose physical features indicated their fertility potential, while women, were drawn to powerful males with money. In their book ‘The Psychology of Physical Attraction’ Swami and Furnham explain the allure of this theory by saying, “The fundamental theories of evolutionary theory are clear, testable, and easily understood, which makes it intuitively appealing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But many theories proposed by evolutionary psychology as to why we did things in the past, are not applicable in our present day. In many western societies, women’s earning potential matches men’s, therefore deeming it unnecessary to opt for older males with money. Do you think Ashton Kutcher’s earning potential is on the mind of Demi as they snuggle up for a good night’s sleep? Equally, men do not necessarily go for youth when flirting to find a mate, because due to advances in medical technology, women are able to bear children at a much later age in life. And, as mentioned previously, our ancestors’ goals of propagating the species, aren’t necessarily our own. Therefore, the all-important signals of fertility, such as youth and hip to waist ratios, have been replaced by more relevant, social indicators, such as signals of approachability, as in, who will not reject me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, it's less about waist/hip ratio and more about who will make us feel special, unique, and understood. In my own research, where I asked over 250 people what sort of characteristics they are attracted to, the majority began listing personality characteristics before physical one. This point alone is very indicative as to what people value as important. Secondly, there was never a clear pattern in responses as to physical traits which were universally appealing, at least in a European/North American context. (Except for the French who preferred "Bruce Willis"/"Winona Ryder" types)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the great Marlene Dietrich said, “The average man is more interested in a woman who is interested in him than he is in a woman with beautiful legs”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-8867035745964551571?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/8867035745964551571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=8867035745964551571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/8867035745964551571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/8867035745964551571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/04/social-evolution-of-evolutionary.html' title='The social &apos;evolution&apos; of evolutionary psychology'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-3631796906540557384</id><published>2008-04-14T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T01:56:22.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Signals of approachability</title><content type='html'>By the time he has come up to you and said,'Fancy a drink' he might be thinking the whole thing was his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ingenious&lt;/span&gt; idea, but this might not always be the case. Psychologist Monica Moore, has spent more than 3,000 hours observing the flirting behaviour of women in various contexts. According to Moore, not only did women initiate the flirting encounters two-thirds of the time but they used non-verbal communication, leaving men to believe that they were the ones who started it. Not only that, the women who were the most successful, were the ones who sent the most signals. Says Moore, “Those who displayed more than 35 displays per hour elicited greater than four approaches per hour.” She also notes, “The more variety the woman used in her techniques, the more likely she was to be successful.” It seems these days, men are less concerned about the golden .7, hip-waist ratio, and more concerned with who is least likely to reject their advances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found similar results about the importance of approachability signals in my research, comparing the flirting habits of singles in six, Western European and North American cities. When asked the question, “What makes you want to flirt with someone?” The most common responses for London males were ‘smiles’ and ‘she looks approachable’.&lt;br /&gt;London males stressed that looks were important (although their answer as to what is attractive varied considerably) but they also were quick to emphasize that looks alone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weren&lt;/span&gt;’t enough. As Alex, 30, said, “I’m not going to flirt with someone just because she has a great body or is a great dresser”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The danger in conforming to evolutionary psychologies well-worn theories, which dictate a woman’s best means in attracting a man is her physical attractiveness and for men, his power and money, gives people an unnecessary sense of helplessness, one that the advertising industry is more than happy to exploit. In the end, if your skin is not always spot-free (another indicator of evolutionary psychology to aid in mate selection) or you don’t pull in a six-figure salary, does not mean that there’s no hope for finding a worthy partner. It seems that showing signals of approachability is a much more important catalyst for attraction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-3631796906540557384?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/3631796906540557384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=3631796906540557384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/3631796906540557384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/3631796906540557384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/04/signals-of-approachability.html' title='Signals of approachability'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-4486870103192472177</id><published>2008-04-13T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T12:00:59.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does economic theory pertain to economics of the heart?</title><content type='html'>Economic theory's 'laws of scarcity' proffers that with less abundance a greater value is attached. If applying this theory to 'dating' terms, it means that the more highly valued individual would be the one who is less available. Therefore, this might lead us to the conclusion that 'playing hard to get' works. But, before we all rush out and say 'I'm busy' when the first person that we actually fancy asks us out, we must first ask the question 'Can the laws of economic theory be equally applicable in matters of the heart'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it always true that 'we want what we can't have' and 'absence makes the heart grow fonder' and other such useful (insert cynicism here) adages?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While these types of sayings might be fun and easy to throw around, their validity must be questioned. It is accepted, that as humans, we like to be liked. And, more importantly, we like people who like us. When choosing between someone who has given us little to no attention and someone who has given us their singular attention by making us feel understood, special, and unique, I think it's pretty fair to say that we will choose the latter rather than the former. So, why is this 'playing hard to get' notion, repeatedly championed as the premiere plan of action?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some evolutionary psychologists propose that the purpose of playing hard to get is to signal to potential mates that we are not ‘easy’, and so we become more desirable as a result. Besides the fact that evolutionary psychology is a load of rubbish, studies by psychologists have shown this is not necessarily the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a study by Walster (1973), college men were asked to each call five female participants and ask them out on a date. Those women who were deemed ‘easy to get’ and responded positively to the date were rated more favourably than those deemed ‘hard to get’ who responded with reluctance and acted as if they had other dates. Walster concluded that the most rewarding scenario is where the date is easy for us to get, but difficult for everyone else to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the law of economic scarcity and its relation to dating scarcity, I guess this means that while you might pay exorbitant amounts for honey collected by monks on the mountain tops of Tibet, it doesn't necessarily mean that you want your 'honey' to be just as scarce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-4486870103192472177?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/4486870103192472177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=4486870103192472177' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/4486870103192472177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/4486870103192472177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/04/does-economic-theory-pertain-to.html' title='Does economic theory pertain to economics of the heart?'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-7002819598187109440</id><published>2008-04-12T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T11:51:00.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The brainwashing of biology</title><content type='html'>This morning I was a guest 'expert' on the Vanessa Feltz show. I was asked to comment on a recent study which reported that women could tell by a man's facial features whether he was looking for a one-night stand or a committed relationship. You will be unsurprised to hear me report that I thought the study was a load of rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies such as these are ignorant and misleading. I'm sorry to say, but life is not as simple as an absolute formula, big forehead + square jaw + close set eyes = gigolo...watch out! I believe that indicators such as an individual's stage in life, mood, levels of alcohol, and other contextual factors provide a much greater clue as to one's intentions than a square jaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, studies like this propagate the hegemonic view of masculinity which places women in constant pursuit of long-term relationships, trying to duck and weave their way out of purely sexual encounters. Again, it's not as straightforward as that. This is 2008, times have changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's dangerous to link physical features to behavioural patterns or personality characteristics, as not only is the link false, but it supports racism, nationalism, stereotypes, and segregation, to name just a few of the nasties. Take it from the dumb blond.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-7002819598187109440?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/7002819598187109440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=7002819598187109440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/7002819598187109440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/7002819598187109440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/04/brainwashing-of-biology.html' title='The brainwashing of biology'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-4639087716285560385</id><published>2008-04-07T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:44:04.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a fine line between flirting experiences and encounters.</title><content type='html'>My annoyance with the complete absence of buses was exacerbated by the fact that it was almost mid-April and I was shivering under my winter coat. My discontent immediately dissipated as I looked up and realized I was being watched by a very handsome voyeur who had stepped outside the nearby restaurant for a smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the growing darkness we let our eyes meet for an unusually long time in order to register if indeed we were checking the other out. Once we both realized that we were, we immediately broke eye contact and then politely took turns looking at each other while the other one was pretending not to notice. As I admired the joie de vivre in which he inhaled his cigarette, I willed the bus not to come. I figured that if the bus took long enough, and I gave him enough signals of approachability in the darkness, he would eventually come over. Yeah right, who was I kidding? London males don't randomly come up to strangers at bus stops. This only happens in New York. And, because for the first time, I actually didn't want the bus to come, it came within moments. He saw it was coming too. Just to make sure that our subtle flirting wasn't a figment of my imagination, I gave him another glance as I got on the bus. Yep, he was definitely looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I was safely on the bus, it was much easier to show my interest, and, as I made my way to the very back, I took a final look out the back window to make sure the whole thing wasn't just my imagination. It wasn't. He was still looking, or rather, we were still looking. As the bus pulled away, I thought of the New Yorkers responses to my flirting research. They indicated that they were never content with flirting just for flirting's sake, in the case of someone they fancied. In answer to the question what they would expect after an evening of flirting with someone they were attracted to, the majority answered they would only be happy if there was some tangible result at the end: a phone number, date, a shag, or a kiss. The idea of flirting, solely for the sake of it, did not bode well with the New Yorkers. They much preferred the tangible encounters. I heard of many woeful New Yorkers who had seen someone on the tube, made eye contact, didn't do anything about it, and ended up chagrining themselves for years to come. I gently tried to point out the joy in the experience, and that having an encounter wasn't always necessary. They told me to be quiet and offered me a bagel and lox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a big fan of flirting 'experiences'. I believe that every contact with someone doesn't have to be huge and significant. Some experiences make you smile, some make you happy, some make you feel attractive, some make you feel wistful, some put you in touch with humanity. But, what if one of those experiences should have been an encounter, and, because it's such a fine line between the two, that you just couldn't see it? Then, what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess you just wait for the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flirting opportunities are like buses. Wait ten minutes and another will come along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-4639087716285560385?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/4639087716285560385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=4639087716285560385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/4639087716285560385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/4639087716285560385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/04/theres-fine-line-between-flirting.html' title='There&apos;s a fine line between flirting experiences and encounters.'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-1474988652232198622</id><published>2008-04-06T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:45:10.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you flipping your hair or suffering from whiplash?</title><content type='html'>The other night I was hanging out with the 'boys' at my dear friend's birthday party. The last time I had seen the 'boys' was on London's sunny summer day at a picnic in Hyde Park. One of them reminded me that I brought a bag of crisps which they all politely turned down in lieu of carrot sticks. Ah, memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time of the picnic, which can more accurately be described as them munching carrot sticks and drinking Evian water and me eating, I had just finished my international flirting study. The boys wanted me to ask them some of the questions from my study. Interestingly, their answers were almost identical to those of the heterosexual boys. This made me start to consider that when it comes to men and women getting together, the only thing that stands in the way is the opposite sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought was confirmed at the party on Saturday, while I sat listening intently to 'flirting tips', being generously doled out by the boys. "Okay Jean, this is one of my favourites. I take out some lip balm and put it on my lips. Then, I say to him 'You look like you might need some too' and then I rub it on his lips. It works every time." Now, as skeptical as I was about this technique working between men and women, knowing this cutie, I bet it works well for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the problem with using this flirting technique on women, is that it just wouldn't work. In fact, I think that most women would be repulsed if a man they were flirting with did this to them. It all comes down to the different communication styles of men and women. Forgive me for generalizing for a moment, but men are much more direct and obvious in their flirting encounters, while women much prefer subtleties. The gay community has on their side the knowledge of how their gender communicates. There's none of the misinterpretation of a woman batting her eyelashes with the intention of appearing coy and demure and the man assuming she has something in her eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not to say that some of the issues in the straight community aren't shared in the gay community. One friend would woefully complain that he just couldn't find a boyfriend. He regaled tales of meeting many 'fit' men at various clubs, taking them home, having a wonderful time (I will spare you the details), and them leaving the next morning and never calling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to show him that how would any of these men &lt;em&gt;assume &lt;/em&gt;that he was looking for a committed relationship, when he met him in the arena of 'quick shag'? People only know what we tell them, so make sure that your message is clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, speaking of messages, it might be &lt;em&gt;easier&lt;/em&gt; to get your point across of you are communicating with the same sex but, a little dollop of empathy, mixed with a measure of good listening skills, makes communication with the opposite sex all the more achievable and interesting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-1474988652232198622?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/1474988652232198622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=1474988652232198622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/1474988652232198622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/1474988652232198622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/04/are-you-flipping-your-hair-or-suffering.html' title='Are you flipping your hair or suffering from whiplash?'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-6016350711249766544</id><published>2008-04-06T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:45:56.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The hippocampus vs. the amygdala</title><content type='html'>I have a friend. We will call him timid Tim, both because sometimes he is timid, and because it’s fun to say. Timid Tim never fails to give off the wrong signals around a woman that he likes. Unfortunately, while Timid and I both know that he is only acting stand-offish because he really likes a particular woman, the poor woman interprets this behaviour as disinterest and wanders elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at the pub on Saturday night and Timid was up to his usual tricks, once again. I am happy to report that the ending was happy, but he would have lost her if his good friend the ‘flirting expert’ hadn’t had been there to show him the error of his ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, in our daily lives, the hippocampus (the rational, ‘thinking’ part of the brain) and the amygdala (the emotional part of the brain) usually shares the role of moderator between our heads and our hearts quite nicely. But, it appears in flirting situations, the amygdala takes over and all logical thought is discarded. This explains why intelligent, successful people turn into bumbling 16 year-olds in the presence of someone they fancy. Furthurmore, as a self-inflicted protective mechanism of the heart, people pretend to not be interested in someone they like. One of the great keys in flirting is to be able to convey this message of ‘I rather fancy you’ to the person whom you actually fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are able to do this, it is very powerful (not to mention effective) because people respond to those who they feel like them. Let’s face it, we like to be liked! When given the choice between someone showing interest and attention and someone either ‘playing it cool’ or flitting around amongst everyone, we will choose the individual attention every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a stern talking to with Timid, he made his interest in her much clearer. She in turn, reciprocated. The last I heard, they were having a beautiful Sunday lunch together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-6016350711249766544?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/6016350711249766544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=6016350711249766544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/6016350711249766544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/6016350711249766544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/04/hippocampus-vs-amygdala.html' title='The hippocampus vs. the amygdala'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-3936460133941625282</id><published>2008-03-29T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:46:21.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet Coke can get you dates</title><content type='html'>No, I am not being sponsored by Diet Coke to write this blog entry, but it &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; does get you dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case in point. I was perusing the soda selection at my neighbourhood shop, which is a very bad habit that I have gotten into lately thanks to my association with some fabulous, but major Diet Coke swilling women. Simple economics led me to purchase a case of it, rather than following my original intention, which was to buy one can. ('The savings' is my only defense) So, obviously lugging 24 cans of Diet Coke isn't a walk in the park. It's more like a long walk down the Edgware Rd. It's moments like these that I really miss cars. Not to actually drive it, but rather to be driven around in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking the first two blocks and working my biceps in a fashion that Arnold would be proud of, I finally had to admit defeat. I set the case down and started looking for someone to help me. I figured that as long as I would be making small talk with the kind-hearted person who would be carrying my 24 pack for me, I might as well choose someone whom I would like to look at while making small talk. Now, I know many of you would never dream of doing this, but what we tend to forget is that &lt;em&gt;people like to help other people&lt;/em&gt;. When we help others, it makes us feel good. Flirting is all about making people feel good. Do you see how that works? The link is not quite as obvious as the ,"You look absolutely fantastic today' kind of feel good, but it's the same principle, nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my cute helper and said,"Excuse me, this has gotten extremely heavy. Are you walking that way? Would you mind helping me?" The next thing I knew I was engaged in a lovely conversation. At the end of the street I thanked him profusely. He suggested we go out for drinks sometime. I pondered it for a moment, as he was lovely, but then decided to leave it at a nice, but brief encounter with humanity. "That's very kind of you, but I don't think so." He accepted the news graciously and we bid each other a fond farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, at that last bit of the story, my friend said, "I would have felt obliged to give him my number." Errmm,,,why? Let's put things in perspective. Which one is the nicer thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option A: Tell him upfront in a nice, but gentle manner, that the encounter was what is was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Option B: Under obligation, give him your number making him think you like him more than you do and then proceed to either ignore his phone calls or make feeble excuses for not seeing him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I am sure you will be glad to know that my Diet Coke got home safely at last and that there is a very pleased boy running around London knowing that he helped someone in distress. Ah, the humanity of it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-3936460133941625282?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/3936460133941625282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=3936460133941625282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/3936460133941625282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/3936460133941625282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/03/diet-coke-can-get-you-dates.html' title='Diet Coke can get you dates'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-8701360173132671613</id><published>2008-03-28T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:46:41.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is good when it's sunny</title><content type='html'>Oh God, don't tell me it's raining again. These thoughts passed my head this morning as I looked out the window at the gloomy London weather. Although, I was instantly comforted when I realized these were also the lyrics which I sang with pleasure when I was in a band. It was actually one of my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, weather. I think it's obvious, but weather has such an affect on whether someone is in the mood for flirting. And, according to my research on flirting, one's mood is the biggest factor which affects one's desire to flirt. This correlation became even more obvious during our small bout of sunshine and warm weather, the one in which we were naively fooled into thinking the last of Winter was over and Spring was upon us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this small period of flirting frenzy, I looked around me and noticed there were actually human beings underneath forms which I once thought were only thick coats and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;woolly&lt;/span&gt; hats. Let's face it, life is good when it's sunny. And I, for one, am ready for the honking cars and the random smiles again. Bring on the sun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-8701360173132671613?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/8701360173132671613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=8701360173132671613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/8701360173132671613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/8701360173132671613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-is-good-when-its-sunny.html' title='Life is good when it&apos;s sunny'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-1062256608287946314</id><published>2008-03-28T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:47:10.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flirting is fun and you get free stuff!</title><content type='html'>I still believe that the best flirting happens when it is motive-free. When someone has an agenda when flirting, whether it's to get a promotion, a date, or a discount, it just doesn't work. And, I guess, it all stems back from the fact that in order to feel the glow of a good flirting encounter, in all of it's majestic glory, it has to be about making the other person feel special. Without sounding too 'new-agey' it's only when you give freely that you can truly receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this end, I just got back from the fruit, veg, and flower market. I ended up with an extra carton of strawberries and a pot of Hyacinths, thanks to the lovely and generous stall owners. Give unselfishly to others and you will bask in the returns (even if that is not your intention, bien sur) Oh yes, and visit the Church street market in London for the freshest fruit and veg. Pop in and say hi to me as long as you're in the area.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-1062256608287946314?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/1062256608287946314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=1062256608287946314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/1062256608287946314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/1062256608287946314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/03/flirting-is-fun-and-you-get-free-stuff.html' title='Flirting is fun and you get free stuff!'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-3646664491987221375</id><published>2008-02-13T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:48:44.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to cope with Valentine's day- Do something pseudo intellectual</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R7MCarTcTEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QPstCtPtnPg/s1600-h/val_tilting_lust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166475854848216130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R7MCarTcTEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QPstCtPtnPg/s320/val_tilting_lust.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Woman, representing Lust, tilting against a knight, from the Breviary of Renaud de Bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Sassinator knows how to get me to accompany her to any event that she likes, simply by being sassy, and by saying words which she know will resonate with me and leaving out words that she know won't fly. Because of the words: British library, music, and wine, and 'forgetting' to mention 'pre-valentine's event for singles', means that I will be observing singles behaviour at the British library tonight. And, since I have given up men for lent, means I will be practicing harmless flirting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-3646664491987221375?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/3646664491987221375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=3646664491987221375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/3646664491987221375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/3646664491987221375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-to-cope-with-valentines-day-do.html' title='How to cope with Valentine&apos;s day- Do something pseudo intellectual'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R7MCarTcTEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QPstCtPtnPg/s72-c/val_tilting_lust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-2250372498967197953</id><published>2008-02-04T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:49:18.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game and its losers...</title><content type='html'>It had been a fabulous day, a much needed one, to break up the dreariness and gloom of a January in London. I had spent the afternoon lunching and laughing with my one of my favourite people, my amazing book agent, only to be followed by a long overdue cake and catch up with one of my oldest London friends (whom, incidentally, I had met on the Northern line seven years ago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I made my way up the tube escalator of my home station, a man behind me said, “Can I ask you your opinion about a new business idea?” Always happy to brainstorm ideas with a budding entrepreneur, I said “Sure, let’s hear it.” He told me the basics. His idea had to do with setting up a dating service for strangers to meet on the tube. Maybe this should have been my first cue to be suspicious? As I asked him some general questions, such as, had he done any research to prove that there was actually a need for this service, because for myself, I offered, I actually enjoyed the quiet time on the tube to read my newspaper, he said that he had ‘loads’ of research. I asked him what his sample size was and he assured me that ‘millions’ of people wanted this service. It was his impossibly high sample size, the fact that he didn’t seem to be listening at all to my business suggestions, and the fact that he seemed to be more interested in where I was from, than anything else, that soon alerted me to his real motives. He needed a jolt back into reality. “Are you trying to chat me up, or do you really want my business advice?” I asked him. A bit surprised to have been found out, he told me that although he could ‘chat me up if he wanted, because he was a confident guy’ he only wanted my business advice. He then proceeded to interrupt me, cut me off, and talk about anything else. After asking me for my card and a polite, “I don’t think so” from me, I said good-bye and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one conclusion. As confirmation to my friend’s suspicions at our champagne Sunday, this guy has been reading The Game: He is also the perfect example of why it doesn’t work. First of all, it’s not genuine. Women can spot a fake a mile away. And, contrary to the first rule of flirting, this interaction didn’t make me feel good. This is what flirting is all about! The interaction was completely one-sided. It was all about him, and whether he felt that he could impress me. Telling me how great he was, doesn’t usually do the trick. And, finally, he wasn’t comfortable, even though he was trying to fake it by telling me how ‘confident’ he was. Guys, this is not effective flirting! He would have done much better if he has approached me in an open and honest way, even simply saying, “Hello, you are looking lovely today.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent my friend a text, confirming her suspicions about how flirtiness is being replaced by (pseudo) smoothness. I don’t like it one bit, and I am sure that I am not alone. Leave the smoothness for the New Yorkers or the Parisians. They are better at it and have much more experience. Don’t tamper with the shy, sweet, awkwardness of the Londoners. And, while we’re at it, can someone please take me back to a time where The Game and its disciples didn’t exist?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-2250372498967197953?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/2250372498967197953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=2250372498967197953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/2250372498967197953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/2250372498967197953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/02/game-and-its-losers.html' title='The Game and its losers...'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-1388987265158747981</id><published>2008-01-28T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:49:41.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are men actually playing 'The Game'?</title><content type='html'>'Have you noticed more men starting random conversations?', was the first subject up for discussion at our champagne Sunday soiree. I had to admit, that other than the kind offer ' to be my stalker', which was put forth to me as I was perusing the sandwich selection at Sainsbury's the other day, I hadn't really noticed higher numbers of men than usual beginning conversations. But then again, I wouldn't necessarily even notice. Starting harmless and short conversations is perfectly normal to me. It's fun. It's harmless. It makes the day go by more smoothly. I am American, after all. I believe that it is possible to share a nice and friendly conversation with someone without either party having an agenda, or at least the woman. (I'm not completely naive).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, not only do I teach people how to 'naturally' begin conversations with people in their day to day lives, but one of the points that I stress on my Flirting and Walking Tours of London is not to have an agenda when you have a conversation with someone. If all the variables are in place, the timing, the chemistry, the body language, then something could very well could transpire as a bonus, but the beginning conversation should be motive-free. Not only can women smell agendas a mile away, but not having one makes the interaction more relaxed and less pressured. My challenge to you this week is to see if you can have a conversation with a fit stranger and not think about anything other than the conversation, and, get the thought of stalking your victim right out of your pretty little head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-1388987265158747981?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/1388987265158747981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=1388987265158747981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/1388987265158747981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/1388987265158747981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/01/are-men-actually-playing-game.html' title='Are men actually playing &apos;The Game&apos;?'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-6248859252839216327</id><published>2008-01-17T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:51:24.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A perfect match can only happen in tennis</title><content type='html'>The ubiquitous 'perfect' partner, the one who we are all faithfully searching for, and few dare to ask, 'Does he/she really exist?' For to do so, would be the equivalent of signing oneself up for a lifetime of eternal solitude. Quelle horreur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine recently went on a quest to find the perfect mate. Being a pragmatically minded woman, with very specific criteria for her 'perfect' mate, she deduced that it would be most sensible to sign up for a dating website. Believing the likelihood of her finding a man who plays three instruments, has an IQ of 140, is arty, likes her three fav obscure books and prefers to holiday in Rio would be more attainable from a database of 20,000 people then by meeting him randomly at a pub. Miracle of all miracles happened. She found this individual, who in theory, was her 'perfect' match. They dated for three months and then they broke up. "How could this be?" you might be exclaiming in disbelief. They were the perfect match! Well, they didn't have any chemistry. Mr. Perfect did not excite the senses. He was a nice guy, fine looking, and met all the above criteria, but when they were together, there just weren't any sparks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could conclude many things about my friend's situation. Firstly, if there is no chemistry, there is no relationship. And, secondly, the 'perfect' person does not exist: He/she is a figment of your imagination. (And since I am already crushing your dreams, I might as well tell you that there is no Santa Clause either.) The best plan of action is to stick to a few fundamental points which are imperative for you in a partner, and once you meet someone who matches those, just hope that you'll be so swept away by their positive points, that it will help you put up with their less fortunate points. Alternately, I hear the convent is still taking applications.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-6248859252839216327?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/6248859252839216327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=6248859252839216327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/6248859252839216327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/6248859252839216327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/01/perfect-match-can-only-happen-in-tennis.html' title='A perfect match can only happen in tennis'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-3783093039662857425</id><published>2008-01-16T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:52:45.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking the rules of 'The Game'</title><content type='html'>Forgive me if I sounds a little harsh, but I can't stand Neil Strauss. For those of you who don't know him, he is the author of &lt;em&gt;The Game&lt;/em&gt;, a book which supposedly teaches men how to pull attractive women. My main beef with Neil is that he gives my beloved flirting a bad name. He represents and propagates flirting in a way which just isn't true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[You might have seen me commenting on his flirting strategies in the Dec article of Cosmopolitan U.K. Keeping Party Sharks at Bay' &lt;a href="http://www.jean-smith.com/jean008.jpg"&gt;http://www.jean-smith.com/jean008.jpg&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of us who understand its real meaning, know that flirting is fun, light-hearted, and it's about making others feel good, which is then returned to us. Neil, unfortunately, views flirting as a self-gratifying action (again, which is about the farthest thing that flirting stands for) whose only merit is in making the person doing the manipulation receive some kind of superficial reward, usually at the other person's expense. For example, one of Neil's rules is to "Never focus on the girl and ignore her friends. This makes you look desperate." Hmmm, besides worrying about how others will perceive him, i.e. desperate, I wonder if Neil has also considered that ignoring her friends is just plain rude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not surprised at his attitude, because even though Neil is considered god-like to millions of his disciples, he is still lacking the one thing needed to be a great flirt...believing in yourself, so that you can freely give to others, rather than taking away from them. This 'self-confessed, skinny, balding loser with women' who can now, apparently, pick-up any woman he wants, hasn't seemed to be able to shake his own self-conceptions. For if he had, he would be wanting to build people up during his time here on earth, rather than tear them down for his own selfish gains.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-3783093039662857425?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/3783093039662857425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=3783093039662857425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/3783093039662857425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/3783093039662857425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2008/01/breaking-rules-of-game.html' title='Breaking the rules of &apos;The Game&apos;'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-7992990915944718617</id><published>2007-12-12T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:53:08.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>relationship foibles</title><content type='html'>Yesterday afternoon, at an event held at a trendy bar in central London, I spent the afternoon sipping champagne, while advising journalists on their relationships, or in the case of some, their lack thereof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I was acting as the ‘relationships expert’ in a product launch for Johnson and Johnson’s products. And, while there were a few blissfully happy women, who even after three plus years of being with their partners couldn’t find a single flaw in their relationships (in this case it was I who had a few questions for them) the majority brought up the same issues. Unfortunately, I had to tactfully advise one that she should break up with her boyfriend. I can just imagine her going home that evening and saying, “Jon, we need to talk. Although, I only talked with her for 3 minutes, the relationships expert at an event that I went to today has advised me to dump you. See ya!” With the exception of this extreme situation (where she already knew what she had to do anyways, I was simply repeating back to her what she had said to me) it appears that lack of time, and different communication styles, were at the root of most problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this posting, I will address the issue of time. No one ever has enough of it. Once we accept this, we can move on from there. Since we will never have the magical 25 hour day, we must learn to prioritize. It seemed like work was infringing on a lot of ‘quality’ time between the couples. A simple question was to ask, was which is a higher priority, work or your relationship? Whichever answer one chooses (and it might not always be the relationship, which if this is the case, a few more questions would need to be addressed) then you put more time into that priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times, we get so swept up in the routine of our every day lives, that we lose sight of what is important. If all else fails, look at the bigger picture and remember your priorities. In ten years time, what will your memories be made of, the ‘important’ meeting which made you cancel your theatre plans with your partner, or your partner buying you ice cream at the intermission of the Lion King and the two of you ending up with chocolate all over your faces? Now, go sort it out…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-7992990915944718617?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/7992990915944718617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=7992990915944718617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/7992990915944718617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/7992990915944718617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/12/relationship-foibles.html' title='relationship foibles'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-5004837917877428427</id><published>2007-11-30T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:54:01.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unique signals of sexuality</title><content type='html'>I recently returned from a holiday in Dubai. What a fascinating place! The mixture of the local Emiratis, only making up only 20% of the population, the large amount of low-wage labourers, mostly made up of Indians and Pakistanis, and the ex-pat contingency, consisting of Brits, Aussies, and a few North Americans, makes for an interesting mix of culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of these cultures, has their own style of flirting, and, the locals would have a different idea as to what flirting is then the ex-pats. In fact, 'flirting' seems to have a disreputable reputation in Dubai. Poor flirting is *so* misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I noticed an interesting trend amongst the Emirati women(and I specify Emirati because saying 'Arab' women when referring to the women in one country would be like saying 'Europeans' when referring only to the French) is to wear very strong perfumes. Which, I can only assume, is a way to still show their femininity, beneath a long, black, cloak. Because most of their body and hair is covered, thereby eliminating the traditional way that women have embodied their womanliness, Emirati have found other ways, even if it's less obvious. This includes perfectly manicured and pedicured digits, as well as flashes of fabulous jewelry beneath the burkas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shows us that just as there is no obvious formula to flirting, signals of sexuality also differ according to context. But, if you look closely, it's always there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-5004837917877428427?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/5004837917877428427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=5004837917877428427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/5004837917877428427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/5004837917877428427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/11/unique-signals-of-sexuality.html' title='Unique signals of sexuality'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-8619043784656305908</id><published>2007-11-08T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:55:56.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Overland Romeo</title><content type='html'>The other day, as I sat down on a near-empty overland train, and dutifully started reading my newspaper, I couldn't help but to first notice a very attractive man sitting a few sections away. I notice it's best to sit far away from your subject in these situations, in order to properly check them out. If they are too close, you just can't get the same perusal time; you wouldn't dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was sitting rather far away, it was hard to tell for sure, but it seemed like he was also perusing me. Before long, he got up from his seat, feigned interest in the train map on the wall, and then asked me if I knew how long it took to get to Stratford. I was impressed by his assertiveness, and his tall, dark, and handsome exterior, so I replied very politely that I was sorry, but I didn't know. I then went back to reading my newspaper. (hey, this is London after all!) Not to be dismissed so easily, he sat down across from me, and asked a few more questions about this place called Stratford which, we both knew, was a guise for chatting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From his behaviour, I knew that he was new to London. No matter which country you are from, after being in London for a certain amount of time, everyone becomes trained to the do's and do not's of 'proper' behaviour. Sadly, this is how it works. My suspicions were correct: he was a newbie. He had only been here for 7 months. We enjoyed a pleasant conversation on the train, and three stops away from my departure point, I made the decision to give him my number because he knew, as soon as he sat down, that he was going to get it. Like the precision of the timings of the overland trains, the question came exactly3 minutes before my alighting point. I thought, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home and told my English friend that I had just met someone on the train. The fact that I had the flu, was wearing tennis shoes, no-make-up, had hair like a rat's nest, and that somebody wanted to chat me up was not the surprising part for her, it was that I had given my number to a 'complete stranger'. I replied,"It's not like I gave him my address and a map." Besides, I had met my last boyfriend because he was working at the call centre where I had to continuously call. The man I almost married, I met sitting outside a cafe in Singapore. In fact, I &lt;em&gt;teach&lt;/em&gt; people how to meet others in day-to-day settings, so all I could do was explain it as a cultural difference between British and American styles. It's much easier to meet new people in American culture than it is in British culture. For the latter, it's necessary to be 'introduced' to someone or meet in designated circumstances, such as school, uni, or work, in order to forge a relationship with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my overland romeo, I am not expecting fireworks and roses, but it's nice to see that people can still meet others in day-to-day places, even when they have the flu and are sucking on Strepsils.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-8619043784656305908?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/8619043784656305908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=8619043784656305908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/8619043784656305908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/8619043784656305908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/11/other-day-as-i-sat-down-on-near-empty.html' title='The Overland Romeo'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-6952207809853339102</id><published>2007-11-08T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:54:27.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Love Trap'</title><content type='html'>I was watching the new series 'Love Trap' last night. The premise is to take one, young, good-looking, Swedish female, mix her with a Brit, an Italian, a German, a Ugandan (?), an Italian, and an Australian, bake for 30 minutes, and enjoy. The premise, which is based on national stereotypes, revolves around the notion that, 'Italian men will act like this' and 'A German man would do this'. Unfortunately, one person cannot represent the actions/thoughts of a whole nation. (I know, it's very unfortunate for t.v. land that it can't be wrapped up in a tidier package)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The premise of the show was taken from the much-loved show called 'Tourist trap' which still revolved around stereotypes and huge generalizations, but had a bit more validity, considering it was based on the actions of 15 people, rather than just one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that while watching this programme, I took vigorous mental notes about sections which were good and which sections could definitely be improved (for example, the contestant selection process. If you are going to base the actions of one person as a representation of a whole culture, then at least make sure this person embodies all of our presumptions about that culture!) Funnily enough, as I sat down at my computer, with my list of suggestions, I was called by the producer of the show, asking if I had seen it and wanting to know my thoughts on the program. Watch this space-with an Anthropologist's assistance, we might see a new and improved Love Trap on our screens, very soon. (and ladies, I will make sure they choose some nice eye candy next time!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-6952207809853339102?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/6952207809853339102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=6952207809853339102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/6952207809853339102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/6952207809853339102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/11/love-trap.html' title='&apos;Love Trap&apos;'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-6685721351165391003</id><published>2007-11-07T06:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:56:27.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'New Trends'</title><content type='html'>There seems to be a new trend amongst women and men; at least, this is what the media is portraying. In the last week, I have been contacted by both a newspaper journalist and a documentary team for Channel Four about the subject of women paying for escorts. The poor, male, documentary researcher, only having the perspective of a poor, male, documentary researcher, was convinced that older women only pay for sex because they don't have the ability to 'pick-up' at bars anymore. Little did he realize, that other issues might be involved. Such as, why should she sit in a smelly old pub, when she can just 'dial-a-man' and one can come to her doorstep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also the 'new trend' of older women, perhaps recently divorced, having relations with younger 'toy boys'. The shock, the horror, the fun!!! What these two trends have in common is a recent shift in economics for women. Unlike previous generations, where a woman was more likely to work in the home and therefore have less access to hard currency, she is now aspiring to a similar economic freedom as men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another factor is societies shifting attitudes towards what constitutes a relationship. As we move furthur away from the stifling, yet traditional model of male/female, monogamous relationships and more towards an openness about different types of relationships, ones which are less stringent, we will see things such as gay marriages becoming more accepted, and older women choosing to buy their buff, younger men, Armani suits and Gucci watches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-6685721351165391003?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/6685721351165391003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=6685721351165391003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/6685721351165391003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/6685721351165391003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-trends.html' title='&apos;New Trends&apos;'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-259552131314951371</id><published>2007-10-28T10:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T04:51:15.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who should pay on a first date? The theory</title><content type='html'>It seems, that except from the liberated, Stockholm females, and my friend Nicole, most women prefer the man to pay. From an anthropological perspective, her preference for him to pay could demonstrate his willingness to 'invest' in her and indicate if he will be generous with his resources in the future. From a personal perspective, unless he is a student, if he doesn't pay he is just plain stingy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the issue is less about who &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; pay, and more about who &lt;em&gt;wants&lt;/em&gt; to pay. I have often been asked to comment on radio shows about this issue; and, it's positioned as if paying is a burden, as in, who should have the chore of paying. Let's not forget that in many non-western cultures, such as Middle Eastern or South-East Asian , it is considered an honour to pay the bill. I have seen grown, Turkish men, one-step away from full-on combat in attempts to wrestle the bill from the other's hands. In South-East Asian culture, protocol is a bit easier to follow; the eldest member of the group is expected to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, forgetting about the 'shoulds', let's put it another way-Who wants to give the other a gift? Because, after all, buying someone dinner is another version of giving someone a present. This is why, whatever you do, DO NOT split the bill!!!! Splitting the bill, turns a perfectly, lovely evening, into a dinner transaction, and no one gets to feel good. Neither the person who paid and gave the gift, nor the person who had dinner bought for them, and received the gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, who wants to go out to dinner? All this writing has made me hungry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-259552131314951371?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/259552131314951371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=259552131314951371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/259552131314951371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/259552131314951371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/10/who-should-pay-on-first-date-theory.html' title='Who should pay on a first date? The theory'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-3849550446405766028</id><published>2007-10-28T10:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T06:06:09.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who should pay on a date? The practicality</title><content type='html'>Whoever makes the most money should pay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-3849550446405766028?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/3849550446405766028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=3849550446405766028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/3849550446405766028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/3849550446405766028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/10/who-should-pay-on-date-practicality.html' title='Who should pay on a date? The practicality'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-7944535173753412310</id><published>2007-10-28T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T04:22:59.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who should pay on a date? The reality</title><content type='html'>Whoever wants some action the most should pay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-7944535173753412310?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/7944535173753412310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=7944535173753412310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/7944535173753412310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/7944535173753412310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/10/who-should-pay-on-date-reality.html' title='Who should pay on a date? The reality'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-1194346890213299671</id><published>2007-10-26T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T12:17:44.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graceful entrances and exits</title><content type='html'>My specialty is helping people learn how to approach others, which is something we do with vigor on my Friday night Flirting and Walking tours of London. Come on the tour, or have a private session with me, to learn more about this (yes, this is blatant self-promotion, but it is my blog after all. What better place?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I would like to discuss the beauty of a graceful exit. Because, what I have come to realize, is that those who are comfortable exiting, are most  likely to enter in the first place. In other words, if you know that you can comfortably and easily slide out of a conversation, you are much more likely to slide in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am referring mostly to you, lovely ladies, who go to great extremes to avoid being 'rude', by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;remaining&lt;/span&gt; in long conversations, that you have no desire to be in. I was helping out at a friend's singles party the other night and introduced a man and a woman. An hour later, I noticed they were still together. I went over to her and discreetly said, "So, it looks like it's going really well!" She replied "He's okay, not really my type though." When I asked why she hadn't moved on to talk to someone else she said because she didn't want to hurt his feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, which scenario would be the most likely to hurt his feelings? a) Have a seemingly interested woman hang around him for the whole party, and then (most likely) give her phone number at the end, and then (most likely) make up some excuse why she can't go out with him when he calls. OR b) After a few minutes of conversation say, "Well, it was really nice meeting you. Enjoy the rest of your evening!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What some women fail to understand is that men would prefer to hear that the woman is not interested, at the beginning. We shouldn't necessarily assume that they like to be communicated with, the way that we do. As an example, at this same party, another man shared with me that he had been dancing with a woman, and after awhile she said to him,"I am going to get a drink and then, I am not coming back." Now, as women, we would be mortified if someone said this to us, but he thought it was 'absolutely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt;' (his exact words as I recall).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is that women, your feelings are more important than a complete stranger's. Why would you sacrifice a good evening of socializing, because you are more concerned about the well-being of a random male (who, as it turns out, would prefer your upfront honesty) than your own needs and wants? In case someone takes what I am saying the wrong way, I feel somehow obligated to say stuff like, "But obviously, it's always nice to be nice, etc, etc." But at the end of the day, look after yourself as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-1194346890213299671?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/1194346890213299671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=1194346890213299671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/1194346890213299671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/1194346890213299671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/10/graceful-entrances-and-exits.html' title='Graceful entrances and exits'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-4392324752421686136</id><published>2007-10-22T03:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T06:50:45.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not flirting, I'm just being friendly!</title><content type='html'>Flirting should be spontaneous, light hearted, and in the moment. I learned this from spending countless hours researching and analyzing people, which, ironically, goes against the very nature of flirting. I also noticed that one’s definition will vary, depending on gender or culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Parisians see it as a game, New Yorkers as light hearted fun, Londoners as a playful communication and Stockholmers as an exciting interaction, most often occurring after inhumane amounts of alcohol. Generally speaking, men see flirting more as a means to an end, and woman, as a way of communicating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London and Stockholm males had the most difficult time differentiating between when a woman was flirting or just being friendly. But, as one Parisian male put it, "The only time we (Parisians) are being friendly instead of flirting is when we don't find the woman attractive." Assuming that has not answered your question, the most common distinction between the two levels is the presence of a sexual undertone. Thankfully, this is usually a two-way street. If you are feeling it, then she probably is too! The other difference is the amount of touching. If the female is touching you alot, it most likely means that she is flirting, rather than being friendly. But, I must warn you, that this is not a steadfast rule. So please don't blame me if a rather tactile lady happens to be stroking your arm, which leads you make a move, and you happen to have misjudged. Oh well, is what I would say. There are certainly worse things that could happen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-4392324752421686136?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/4392324752421686136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=4392324752421686136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/4392324752421686136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/4392324752421686136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-not-flirting-im-just-being-friendly.html' title='I&apos;m not flirting, I&apos;m just being friendly!'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-5807967022004087319</id><published>2007-10-22T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T02:19:55.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The social order of things-Dublin Style</title><content type='html'>The Irish combination of camaraderie, jovial spirits and large groups, produced a unique flirting phenomenon. When it came to chatting up women, one member would defer to other group members in a hierarchical-like scale. At first glance I thought they chose the order of hierarchy according to looks, because of the way they referred to each other. For example, a couple guys in one group, at separate times, referred to another member of their group as ‘the handsome’ one. Not only was it the first time that night that they were actually being serious, but it also goes to show if he was the ‘good looking one’, than beauty is definitely in the eye of the beholder; especially, if the beholders were two, slightly inebriated, ruddy complected, Irish men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed this deference again while talking to a guy from a different group. His friend came over to us and was traditionally better looking than the guy I was in conversation with. I thought that this was the reason why the first guy took a visible step away from me, as a sort of ‘offering’ to his friend. (I am not saying I approved, but just what I observed). When comparing notes, my friend said she also noticed a few examples of this behaviour as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never came to any final conclusions that particular night, but six months later, when conducting my Dublin flirting interviews, I was anxious to see if my initial instincts had been correct. Every Irish male I interviewed conferred with me. They all admitted to doing it, but had never actually been consciously aware of it. Although, they said the hierarchy had nothing to do with looks, but more with ‘whose turn it was’. One explained it by saying, “If a friend and I both liked the same girl, it would come down to whose fair dues it was.” They all admitted to ‘taking one for the team’ on occasion, by giving up talking to a girl they liked so their friend could talk with her. As one Irish male interviewee pointed out, the mentality was ‘if one of us wins, we all win.’ And coming from an individualistic, capitalistic society where the mentality is “winner takes all” it was very refreshing. I just hope the effects of the ‘economic tiger’&lt;br /&gt;won’t infiltrate this community flirting attitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-5807967022004087319?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/5807967022004087319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=5807967022004087319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/5807967022004087319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/5807967022004087319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/10/social-order-of-things-dublin-style.html' title='The social order of things-Dublin Style'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-7714141804587696643</id><published>2007-10-22T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T02:55:35.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has all the craic gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;     From my research gathered in my International Flirting Study, I noticed a unique characteristic amongst the Irish. They had a tendency to go out in enormous, single-sex groups, but with the groups freely mixing back and forth. When I asked why people always went out in such large groups, the response was, “more craic!”  This love of fun seems to be a strong factor which makes foreigners gravitate towards these people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Although, I have noticed in more recent visits to Ireland, like any culture, the climate is changing. Economic success has had many effects on the Irish. Their isolated bubble of craic and drink has been forced to accommodate an influx of immigrants, all coming for the mighty Euro rather than the fun. Additionally, the economic success is causing a division among the Irish themselves. There is now the beginning of a class system which, traditionally, was something the Irish would have abhorred to as remnants from their acrimony towards previous British rule.&lt;br /&gt;An example of this burgeoning class system is a sect of Dubliners, referred to as ‘D 4’, who have their own special accents that match their designer dresses. Some Irish also have resentment towards tourists. The Irish want the tourists’ Euros, yet are not happy with what they have to give up in exchange. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;     Having lived in a village on the west coast of Ireland, which was bombarded with tourists six months of the year, I can understand the sentiment of ‘leave us alone’; yet, when most of the village makes their livelihood from three months during the tourist season, there is also a strong dependence on them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;     Let's hope they can find a solution between this difficult matrix of new found prosperity and virgin settlers to the Emerald Isle. Otherwise, where are we to go for craic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-7714141804587696643?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/7714141804587696643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=7714141804587696643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/7714141804587696643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/7714141804587696643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/10/where-has-all-craic-gone.html' title='Where has all the craic gone?'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-1270195592424277425</id><published>2007-10-16T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T02:57:28.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flirting tips: Use with caution....</title><content type='html'>The best flirts know how to make people feel good about themselves. This should be the main goal when flirting. It’s all about the other person, which you happen to get back ten-fold. Here are a few ways to be a good flirt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)       Pay unique and genuine compliments to the other person. The more specific the compliment, the better. A generic “nice eyes” doesn’t have the same effect as “your eyes look amazing in with that shirt. I have never seen them look so green” It’s hard to portray this without seeming cheesy or artificial but, as a general tip, if you think something nice about someone, tell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)       Try building rapport with the other person by subtly mimicking their body language, tone of voice, rate of speech, etc. If they are speaking quickly, then you do the same. If they are sitting with their legs crossed, then you do it as well. It makes people feel comfortable when they are with someone who is “like” them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)       Try to use the person’s name in the conversation. It’s been said the sweetest sound in the world is the sound of one’s own name. A recent article in Psychology today magazine reports people prefer the letters of the alphabet which appear in their own names, especially their first and last initials. Which is more powerful...”Hello” or “Hello Michelle” (assuming the person’s name is Michelle). Also, try to use “we” in your conversation when referring to you and the person you are with. It has the same effect as using their name. It creates a bond much more quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)       Use touch when speaking with someone, but limit it to safe places such as shoulders and arms, and don’t over do it. Studies show waitresses who used touch got higher tips from their customers. Take your cues from the other person. Being comfortable with touch is linked to factors such as culture, family size, and whether someone is an introvert or extrovert, Some people love touch and some are uncomfortable with it. If you pat someone’s arm and they cringe, don’t take it personally. It probably means they aren’t comfortable with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)       Use all the approachability signals: open body language, lingering eye contact, and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)       Keep the conversation light and positive. No one wants to hear about your grandma’s recent hip surgery when you are flirting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)       Flirting is fun! Don’t look upon flirting as something that you are forced to do, or as a means to an end. Be an agenda-less flirter. Don’t have a goal in mind. If a date or something else happens as a result, then look at it as a bonus. When flirting, everyone wins in the end. The only losers are those who don’t try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)       Take the “reject” out of rejection. Don’t let someone’s lack of interest, and a stranger at that, affect your self worth. The uninterested party could be a puppy-kicking, axe murderer, and we let them shape our self concept? Don’t forget, the reason someone’s not interested could be purely situational. Maybe they are tired, married, in a bad mood, gay. Their personal circumstances have nothing to do with your fabulous self! And even if they aren’t interested, the next person will be. It’s numbers game. The more shots you take, the higher your percentage of scoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Allureseminars 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-1270195592424277425?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/1270195592424277425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=1270195592424277425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/1270195592424277425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/1270195592424277425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/10/flirting-tips-use-with-caution.html' title='Flirting tips: Use with caution....'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-8999633726412404224</id><published>2007-10-11T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T06:28:33.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What should I wear tonight? Skirts vs. trousers</title><content type='html'>At a recent seminar, a woman asked if men preferred women in skirts, over trousers. Generally speaking, I believe men like women in anything- or even more accurately, in less than anything! Most men could care less about the latest fashions, styles or designers. These are things that (some) women find important. I’m sure you have heard the phrase that women dress for other women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opinions are one thing, but hard data is another. Referring to the research I gathered in my latest International flirting study, one of the questions that I asked men was “Do you prefer the more natural look or a woman who is ‘well turned out’”? The most common response, regardless of the culture, was that men preferred women who were dressed appropriately for the occasion. Ex. Sat night-well turned out and Sunday afternoon, natural. You see, they really are easy to please! They also thought it was important for women to look comfortable in what they were wearing. One man pointed out that there was nothing more unattractive than seeing a woman try and walk in painful, pointy shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to these men, being comfortable in one’s own skin is more important than showing skin.  I discovered this for myself on one Monday night, when after going to the cinema, I found myself completely unprepared and under-dressed, when I ended up at the legendary meat-market bar Tiger Tiger, wearing jeans, a long-sleeved baggy shirt, with my hair in a pony tail, and no makeup. As I stood ordering my first drink, I was chatted up by a very handsome male. Apparently, it was actually my “natural” look which attracted him to me. I didn’t tell him it was, more accurately, my ‘lazy’ look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I brought the drinks back to my friend, I remarked how much time and energy I had wasted in the past getting ready for a night out. It appears that, it wasn’t even necessary. A study at Syracuse University backed my findings. When shown pictures of women dressed in designer wear to lounge wear, the men did not differentiate between dress in the case of the moderately attractive to attractive women, no matter what they were wearing. But of course, we must keep in mind that this was one group of men, in one city, and one culture. The results could be different elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the real secret in this whole skirts vs. trousers debate, is the attitude that you are wearing it with. Your attitude has a lot more influence on how others perceive you then what you are wearing. When you feel confident and are looking good, others respond accordingly. After all, as a famous philosopher said, “Our outsides are just shells for our souls.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-8999633726412404224?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/8999633726412404224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=8999633726412404224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/8999633726412404224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/8999633726412404224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-should-i-wear-tonight-skirts-vs.html' title='What should I wear tonight? Skirts vs. trousers'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-5845986292969979031</id><published>2007-10-11T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T06:10:51.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What does he mean when he says 'call me'?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The other night I was holding one of my Allure seminars. One of the attendees raised her hand, and in a very serious manner, asked if she could have my advice on the age-old question about who should call whom. She told me that a man she fancied, told her to call him, and what did I think that meant. Before I could answer, another woman in the group recounted the same story and the two started analyzing and hypothesizing about what this whole ‘call me’ thing, could possibly mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They created many scenarios as to what this seemingly straight-forward phrase could really mean. This ranged from “Well, maybe he is too lazy to call” or “Maybe he is trying to brush me off” to “Maybe he is hoping I won’t call him.” The two women thought of every situation under the sun, except for the obvious one. Admittedly, I had to stop them, or they could have continued analyzing for days. After all, analyzing is one of the favourite pastimes of the fairer sex. I pointed out that maybe, just maybe, he actually meant for you to call him. They both fell silent as if it was the first time they had ever considered that option.  Then they started again, “But don’t you think that maybe he thought that by telling me to call him that I would think…..” I stopped them again with a flat out “No!” Sometimes tough love is the only option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What some women seem to forget is that many men do not communicate like women. They are much simpler. Not simple in a bad or ignorant way, just simple in a straight-forward, what you see is what you get, sort of way. And although, there are always the few slippery deviants who slide past, most men are pretty uncomplicated  Slowly it started dawning on them, “So, we are actually thinking about what our motives would be if we told a guy to call us, and not what he is actually thinking when he said ‘call me’” Bingo ladies! I think both sexes would have greater successes with the opposite sex if they put themselves in the other’s shoes. As a bonus, kitten heels look great on any bloke, especially those over 6’2”.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-5845986292969979031?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/5845986292969979031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=5845986292969979031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/5845986292969979031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/5845986292969979031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-does-he-mean-when-he-says-call-me.html' title='What does he mean when he says &apos;call me&apos;?'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021596921320008298.post-1047045496407375749</id><published>2007-10-11T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T06:08:30.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can I only attract the people I don't like, and not the ones that I do?</title><content type='html'>It seems to be Murphy’s law that the semi-charming, geeky usher from the cinema calls us constantly, as if we were the only number on his speed dial (well, ‘we’ shouldn’t have given it to him in the first place. But I will save that rant for a later date) On the other hand, the gorgeous policeman who took our number instead of giving us a speeding ticket, rarely ever calls. And, before thoughts turn into actions, let me stop you by saying that calling 911 to get his attention is a very bad idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping in mind the golden mantra that people behave towards us the way that we behave towards them, in order to reverse the situation between the two, all we have to do is reverse our behaviour. Act towards the gorgeous police officer, the way you act towards the semi-charming, geeky usher. First instance, do you ever call the SCGU? (Not very often) When the SCGU calls you, do you talk incessantly for hours, recanting every detail of your life from the advantages of Extra chewing gum over Orbit to the ‘proper’ way to make tea? (No) When he asks you out, are you always free? (Rarely, only if you’ve already seen every programme on tele that night…at least once) Who is the first to end the conversation? (Usually you, because you have to wash your hair for the third time that evening)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now believe me, I am not into manipulation or making people feel bad, but this is simply a case of using human nature to your advantage. It’s pretty obvious that things we must put effort into carry more value than things that we don’t. Although, let me be clear, that this stage is different from the first encounter of meeting someone, where you should not be playing ‘hard to get’. Different tactics apply here. (And I cringe to myself as I use the word ‘tactics’).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let’s look at your behaviour towards the Gorgeous Policeman. How many times (or millions of time, rather) have you called him? (yes, we must count the times you called and hung-up as well). Do you say ‘yes’ every time he asks you out? (He usually doesn’t get a chance to as you have already done it) Do you ever let him get off the phone, or are you too busy recounting tales of your mother’s recent hip surgery? Basically, you are acting more alluring to the person you don’t want, then to the person you want! So reverse the behaviour and bag yourself a cop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021596921320008298-1047045496407375749?l=allureseminars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/feeds/1047045496407375749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021596921320008298&amp;postID=1047045496407375749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/1047045496407375749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021596921320008298/posts/default/1047045496407375749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allureseminars.blogspot.com/2007/10/why-can-i-only-attract-people-i-dont.html' title='Why can I only attract the people I don&apos;t like, and not the ones that I do?'/><author><name>Mizz allure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844990273654553088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JEKlGkM-xrU/R_tAoQ9eOtI/AAAAAAAAAAo/WcLCgvZ5C9I/S220/jean+on+bench.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
