[digg-reddit-me]Last week’s article on Bill ‘The Pimp’ Clinton garnered a whole range of responses. The underlying theme? As “pimpin’” as Billy-boy may be, he’s still married to Hillary Clinton. No-one rushed to describe Ms Lewinsky as their perfect date either, for that matter.
In that article, however, we did promise what we referred to as “a story of wonder and hope involving a short Hungarian man and his quest to bed all of France’s ageing super-models”.
We won’t quite go that far, but Mr Carla Bruni, aka Nicolas Sarkozy (aka The President of France) certainly qualifies in our books as a ladies man. First there was the beautiful former-model Cécilia Ciganer-Albéniz, and now, of course, the quite lovely Carla Bruni.
Sarkozy himself’s no looker, and he tops out at just 5′4. He’s wealthy, but he’s not loaded. So what’s our man offering that’s getting the lovely Ms Bruni biting?
Be Famous and Powerful
France may no longer be the Napoleonic empire-building military colossus it once was, but there’s not many countries that can tell the US to go fuck themselves, and find the worst repurcussion is a change in how they refer to ‘French Fries’ on Capitol Hill.
With Sarkozy as both Glorious Leader of La République, and getting the title of Prince of Andorra that that confers on him (no kidding), he’s pretty high up on the power and status ladders.
“Kissinger told us that power is the ultimate aphrodisiac”, says dating coach Adam Lyons, “and while he’s right, you don’t have to be President or rich to use this to your advantage. Two years ago I decided I didn’t want to be chasing women anymore, I wanted them chasing me. So I went out and started meeting lots of new people, and introducing them all to each other. It created an instant buzz - everyone knew who I was, people were talking about me, and I started getting contacted by night clubs who wanted me to bring crowds. I knew I’d made it when this stunning blonde came up to me on a night out, and told me she’d been trying to meet me for weeks.”
Get Over Your Past
“What made me who I am now is the sum of all the humiliations suffered during childhood” - it’s the kind of statement that’ll stop conversations at polite parties, and get people edging away from you. We’ve all seen Silence of The Lambs, right?
So who are we quoting? The Unabomber? Charles Manson? Michael Jackson? Nope. It’s a Sarkozy original.
“Conveying some vulnerability to girls is a great way to build a connection, and ground who you are”, advises Mr M from Love Systems, “and stories of childhood adversity can be a great way to do this. But here’s the thing: these should be stories of how you overcame difficult situations, and how they made you the great person you are today - steer well clear of that story about how you cry whenever you travel because your father beat you with a globe.”
Be a Snappy Dresser
Named 68th best-dressed man in the world by Vanity Fair, he’s short but he’s sweet. It takes a very special person to commission a paparazzo to take their official Presidential Portrait - the sort of person perhaps who pressurises local gossip magazines to airbrush out their lovehandles (seriously!).
“Some guys really don’t care about looking good and being in style”, according to Brad P, author of The Fashion Bible. “These are the same kinds of guys who burp in public and hardly ever get laid. Women are subtle communicators. They respond best to men who speak their subtle language. Style and grooming require attention to detail. If you can create a style that has nuances and subtleties, women will assume your life has interesting nuances and that you’ll be able to understand her subtle ways of communicating.” Or: dress well to get the ladies, as my mate Dave says.
Live in the Right Neighborhood
Sexy Sarko’s first government position was in Neuilly-sur-Seine. In case you’re not a fluent French speaker, that translates to: “The Beverly Hills of Paris”. Home to Gérard Depardieu (French for “Tom Cruise”) and Jean Reno (French for “That guy from that film ‘Leon’”), it’s been a trendy place to be since the early 1200s.
None of which hurts Nico in the least…
“I live in a box,” says the infamous Paul Janka. “A box in the most expensive neighborhood in the country. The place has one window, no kitchen, a shared bathroom down the hall and a little mini-fridge that sits above incongruous $2000 Armani suits in the closet. And yet, I screw more and better looking girls than all my friends who have infinitely nicer digs.” His secret, apart from the exclusive locale? “I’ve found that women will tolerate most anything, provided the experience is candle-lit.”
Smooth.
