The first peacocking item I ever purchased which predates the VH1 Pickup Artist show.
I bought this necklace and talisman from a homeless white Jewish guy peddling on the streets [I know what
you’re thinking: “a fucking Jew who’s
Anyway, truth is; every time I wore this to the club or bar, I got a same night lay pull.
Not only that, but as insignificant as this necklace appears, every time I wore it to night game, various women would open me by commenting on it: “Hey, interesting necklace. What does it signify”?
Even while in convo, girls would almost always notice it and comment on it…which goes to show that women have eyes for details and they notice every minute thing.
Crazy enough about this talisman and necklace, I lost it once and recovered it from my grandmother’s garden…buried in dirt literally. This really belongs to me, and meant that it would never lose me.
I’m wearing it tonight for the first time in about a year. BTW, I am NOT wearing it in hopes of getting lucky tonight [since I’m already banging a
rotation of new girls]. But just for old-time sake and the memories of killing it in night game some years back.