Year of the Hustle
It may seem like I’ve been away since I’ve rarely been posting about my adventures. But it’s been quite the opposite; your boy has been hustling like no other.
When I said 2012 was gonna be the Year of the Hustle, homie didn’t lie. Shit has been surreal and things keep getting better. I’m not sure whether I want to talk about everything, since the stuff Prince P and I have been doing has not been done by most PUAs. Shit, we might turn this into our own system and change up the whole game…maybe down the line, not quite ready for that, still got ways to go. Nevertheless, I’ll post about some of the shit we’ve been working on with our fashion magazine.
The Dreamer and Visionary
Dream: "A cherished aspiration, ambition, or ideal"
“You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, 'Why not?'” - George Bernand Shaw
It started with a dream…
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| Needs No Explanation |
During my research on Hugh Hefner, I had thought about getting our version of the Playboy Playmates. But never followed through because we were far too busy working on other things.
After stumbling across the Playboy YouTube channel, I watched the Playboy Midsummer Night Dream Party video. The video blew me away, it was like everything I had dreamed about had been manifested in reality in that one video. I could clearly see the individual dreams I had been having all represented in that one piece.
The dream was no longer fuzzy. The video made it clear. The video was “The Tipping Point”. I now had a vivid goal of what I was trying to achieve. It gave me the clear visual picture to turn that dream into a vision.
Vision: "a vivid mental image"
"Throughout the centuries there were men who took first steps, down new roads, armed with nothing but their own vision " - Ayn Rand
From that point onward, I decided to follow through with an idea I had been thinking about. The Super Bowl of the fashion industry, Fashion week, was a few weeks away and I decided that we would have our own version of the Playboy Playmates following us around and interviewing people for us at the events. Forget about photo shoots, we were going to go all out and live the full on lifestyle, models everywhere!
Last Minute Auditions
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| Auditioned For My Agency |
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| Her DDs Auditioned For My Agency As Well |
Fashion week was nearing so I moved fast and setup an audition with some models for TV hosts for a short film/documentary we decided to do about fashion week. I got two from a modeling site, and the other two models came from my modeling agency, where they were auditioning to be signed. I had met a new guy on the local forums, Mag, and he happened to have a studio apartment right in Dupont Circle. So we used his place for the auditions.
The auditions were a lot of fun, I told all the models to come in form fitting white tops, tight black leggings and high heels. They were prancing around Mag’s studio all sexy and shit while we gave them orders. Damn it feels good to boss these models around haha! I was especially pumped that I had two models from my own modeling agency represented. This was the first gig I had done with my agency, although the irony is that it was for the fashion magazine, which I’m also a part of.
Fashion Super Bowl
So Fashion week came around, and we went to every event with our magazine. Being a magazine gave us free press passes to all the events, including to the $150 ticketed ones at the French and Ukrainian Embassy.
Day one was sick, we got a lot of awesome video, met a lot of powerful people in the industry, including an exclusive interview with the founder of fashion week, and the pageant winner for DC who is going to compete in the Miss USA pageant. I talked to her with one of my models in tow, and we interviewed her after the show and took photos. She volunteered and told me to take down her number without me asking. I then knew this lifestyle game was the real deal. I ended up meeting up with her in a coffee shop the following week to talk about the profile we’re going to do on her for our magazine.
The rest of the week was a blast, lots of models, designers, hot girls, and more models, all loving our camera crew and wanting to work with us.
Still Had Some Hiccups
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| Bitch Gave My Models the Red Pill |
The only hiccups during the week, were when some fat woman representing a different modeling agency came up to my models and poached them right in front of my eyes. I knew what she was doing, but in all honesty I knew I didn’t have the money to pay these models and was likely going to cut them after we were done shooting for the week, or after the photo shoots. I let the agent spit game at them and wanted to see how she ran hers, so that I could Copy, Past and Modify (CPM).
Didn’t really get much out of it, besides watching her tell my models what she could do with their looks and hair, and being represented in different states. In hindsight that was a fuckup on my part, she put salt in my modeling game and the models all of a sudden realized they had options, and no longer had to work with us as volunteers, getting no pay.
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| Male Models Fraternizing With My Models |
We also had some of the tall good-looking male models trying to swoop our models. Which annoyed me even more, knowing I’m less genetically gifted in terms of looks and height, and after all the hard work we’re putting into this, for some good looking shlump to try and coast off of my hard work in a few minutes, I was not gonna have it!
Now I know why Hugh Hefner has strict rules about not letting his Playboy Playmates talk to anybody when he goes out with them. Shit, I’m might have to do the same thing with our models for our next events. I think I will tell all the models with us, that they will be representing us, and only interview people. If they take down anyone’s contact info, it has to go through us, or they will be FIRED on the spot! All contact and promotion should be for our magazine, not themselves. Obviously in more eloquent legal writing, but that’s the gist of it.
Our Future
Right now we have edited and put up a bunch of videos on our site that make us look even more LEGIT! We are the real deal Holyfield.
We’re going to continue on hustling, and have on our sights our own version of the Playboy Mansion. But for now, we will have to make due with a studio, and whatever we get.
Real Friends
I’ve had a lot of PUAs here locally, come out of the woodworks contact me all of sudden wanting to “hang out” with me. In reality, I just assume they want to enter our circle of models and hot girls that we’re building.
Back then I couldn’t see these cats like Stevie Wonder, now they’re making themselves available. I grasp the objective reality of the situation, and realize they are seeing value in me and my circle, and are going for their own self-interests. I have to keep reminding myself to be humble, and not get an inflated sense of entitlement. However, if I am to hang out with them, I also have to have my own self-interests in mind.
So I am purely thinking rationally when dealing with them. If I am to provide them with access to my circle, then they have to have some value that they’re providing for me. I am trying to maintain a 3+ ratio of models per guy, so I cannot have dudes kickin' it with me that provide no value whatsoever! I am not an altruist! If I were to invite another guy into our closed knit group, then I would need to get 3 more girls to maintain the ratio, which just means more work for me. The final goal is to reach the Hugh Hefner ratio he has at his parties, which is supposedly 10 girls for every guy.
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| Price of Admission |
For anyone in DC reading this that wishes to enter this circle, the fastest way to enter is to have logistics! If you have a place in DC that is conducive to hosting auditions, photo shoots and most importantly, you will let us use it to BANG GIRLS, then you won’t have to do much. We will hook you up and it will be clear sailing all the way, for all of us haha.
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