Imagine a place filled with beautiful art, music, alcohol, models, the newest emerging fashion artists and hot babes looking for a good time. Well that place was a reality for me last Friday when I attended Project Ethos, a self-proclaimed incubator for the latest in fashion, art and music.
It was my second time attending a Project Ethos event and it won’t be my last. Project Ethos is a LA fashion show with live music and a chance for local artists to show their stuff. The place was jam-packed with gorgeous women dressed like they were hitting the runway. My first experience at Project Ethos didn’t go too well.
At my first Project Ethos event, a friend and I got shit faced before the event. During the show we hit on everything we could with minimal success. I did end up email closing with the ring routine but it never went anywhere. I opened various sets that night but I have no idea how any of them went. For my second time around, I decided to cut back on the alcohol. In one of Mystery’s books, he advised to open sets sober. If you use alcohol to loosen you up, you’ll end up relying on it for every approach. This was one event I wanted to try sober. However by the end of the night, I didn’t want anything more than to chug a bottle of vodka.
In a span of four hours, I opened two sets. I know, pretty pathetic for a place with dozens of chicks with nothing better to do than pretend they’re appreciating some guy’s paintings.
The first was a set of two, an HB8 and HB7 (HB = hot babe followed by a rating from 1 to 10 with 10 being the hottest girl you’ve ever masturbated to). They were sitting on a couch in front of some paintings. I gathered the nerve to open them and made my move. I pretended to look at the paintings right next to the couch. After being motionless for about 2 minutes I finally blurted out something. Here’s how it went.
Me: (Facing the paintings and the couch to my right) Hey, which painting do you like?
HB8: The green one.
HB8: I like the texture of it. He said he used rocks. And it’s only $700.
Me: $700?! How much do paintings usually go for?
HB8: Thousands. It really depends on the artist.
Me: So are you guys artists.
HB8: I was before.
Me: What do you do know?
HB8: I’m a hair stylist.
Me: Why did you stop painting?
HB8: I had work, bills and stuff like that.
Me: Yeah, I get it. You should go back to it.
HB8: (Nods to agree)
Me: You guys here to network?
HB8: No just to have fun.
Me: Ok, well I have to get back to my friends. Have fun.
I should have opened the set with a lot more energy. These chicks looked bored and desperately needed some guy to save their night. I should have opened the set as soon as I approached them. Waiting a couple of minutes to open really killed my momentum. This was also a rare occasion that I didn’t use a canned opener, which looking back, could have led to a better conversation. Another thing I noticed was eye contact. Because I was standing and they were sitting, it was hard to establish stable eye contact throughout the conversation. Sitting next to them could have eased the tension. At least I got my first out of the way, the rest I thought, would be easy. Wrong.
The second set was a group of about five women ranging from HB6 to HB8. My friend was having a hard time getting rid of a bad case of hiccups. In a split second I decided to use that as my opener. I approached the women, one of which instantly turned around and walked away with her friends leaving me with one HB7. I opened with high energy but the girl spit out an answer and walked away before I could keep it going.
Not my night.
It ended being a great night with some old friends but any type of close would have made that much better. So, any suggestions?