“Pick Up Artist” is a term for the guy at the bar/restaurant/street corner wearing a fedora, vest, and chain wallet, bothering as many women as possible. Anyone with a vagina who ventures within earshot will be helpfully informed that she would be prettier if she would only smile more. It’s an awful, aggravating tactic, typically imparted to them through a $300 annual subscription to The Player’s Bible or Sex Pest Monthly, presumably tucked between a thought piece on “negging” and a listicle on tips for curbing the effects of pepper spray.
Apparently, the business model is holding out, as we can see here with this self-professed “Casanova” (Jesus Christ, bro). So I’ll give any aspiring PUAs out there a word of advice that @LearnToAttract won’t (Oh, God, do I spy a Cillian Murphy in Peaky Blinders profile picture? Of course I do) — if you see a woman sitting alone at a restaurant and you want to approacher her… don’t.
Luckily, the internet did NOT take this King of Slaying Vag or his question seriously…
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