Tips to attract a high-value man, according to romance and relationship consultant Angie Ang

Gaze cast on the carpeted floor of her office in Love Lane, Georgetown, Angie Ang is pacing around, thinking of what Christmas gifts to buy for her boyfriend and family.  A V-neck short-sleeve sheath dress in beige wraps her slender body and ankle-strap shoes of matching colour encase her dainty feet. Cool air from the air-conditioner wafts the fragrance of ylang ylang from her perfume, creating a romantic ambiance in the room.

A rap on the timber door sounds and it opens a crack. Angie’s secretary pops her head in the gap. “Miss Sakura Siew is here!”  She pushes the door open to let Sakura in and then closes it.

Angie stops at the settee at one end of the room, rests one knee on the leather seat and remains standing on one leg. “Please make yourself comfortable, Miss Siew.” She gestures to the visitor’s chair at her coffee-coloured desk. “What advice do you want from me?”

Miss Siew (left pix) plonks her butt on the chair and its springs squeal in agony.  “Please call me Sakura.” Big, crooked teeth peep from between her lips as she smiles. “Can you tell me how to attract a high-value man? I am not interested in the Average Joe.” She crosses her legs at the knees and the hem of her dress rides upward to reveal hairy shins.

Angie assesses Sakura through big, lively eyes (pix below). “First, you must be a high-value woman yourself before you can attract a high-value man.” She spreads her hands, arching her eyebrows in question. “But how?”  She cocks her head.  

“You’ve to create an interesting life for yourself. Set goals and pursue them with passion.  Give your best in everything you do. These may be short-term pains but they’re for long-term gains.   Do things that are praiseworthy. For instance, you can volunteer for church charity work, read self-improvement books, take up a hobby like painting, do something to develop your potential. Even a simple activity like swimming, jogging or line dancing with friends in the park shows you're not existing in a humdrum life. The chances of a boring woman attracting a high-value man are slim.”  

Sakura nods in understanding. “I see.”

Angie sits on the settee, leans forward slightly and pushes strands of stray hair from her face (pix below). “Next, set your dating standards high, don’t sell yourself short. What does it take for a man to date you? A few short chats on social media? Then your standard is very low!” Shaking her head, she makes a face. “Don’t set impossible standards but you must make the guy prove he is worthy of a date with you. Once you go out with him, throw the I-am-a-simple-girl mentality away. If a waiter leads you and your date to a table next to the stinky toilet, tell him no even if he doesn’t’ mind sitting there.   If he gives you a box of cheapo chocolates for Valentine’s Day, but he can afford a better brand because he drives an expensive car, return the cheapie to him! Tell him straight to his face, ‘I deserve better than this!’  But don’t perform liposuction on his wallet.”   

Sakura twitches her nose. “Hmmm…” She sticks a finger in one nostril and digs at it.

“Demand respect.” Angie brandishes a manicured finger in front of herself. “If you don’t drink alcohol and he takes you clubbing and persistently persuades you to drink, tell him no means no!  If you’re walking with him and he suddenly holds your hand, fling his hand away! Tell him, ‘Ask permission first!’  Don’t fling his hand away and keep quiet. You must also whip him verbally!” Her lips curl in a grin and blossoms into a smile revealing perfect white teeth. “Or, in a cinema, if he wraps an arm over your shoulder after the lights dim, lift his arm away and say, 'You can hug your mother without permission but not me.'  Make him respect your boundary for physical contact.” She pauses, takes a gentle inhale and releases it. “Another example. If he’s awfully late in picking you up and doesn’t offer an excuse, ask for an explanation. If he says, ‘Sorry, I am late,’ never, never say, “Never mind, it’s alright.” Always ask why!  Demand that he respects your time, too.”   

Sakura removes her finger from her nostril, flicks the booger away which lands on the carpet. “I understand—I must not be a door mat.” She wipes her finger on her dress.

Holding back a grimace from disgust, Angie folds her arms across her ample chest. “Don’t boost his ego after his display of bad behaviour. If, in the afternoon, he says he’ll call you at night but he doesn’t call. Next day, if he calls, don’t say things like ‘I was waiting for your call the whole night, I couldn’t sleep, I missed listening to your voice, blah, blah, blah.’  By saying such things, you’re turning yourself into a woman of low value. You show that you are needy or clingy. If, later, he apologizes by saying ‘Oh, sorry, I forgot to call you,’ turn the table on him by saying ‘Never mind, I was so busy that I myself forgot you wanted to call me!’ ” She unfolds her arms and rests her hands on her lap.       

“Or if he stares at another woman in a restaurant, don’t show jealousy or throw a tantrum like saying, ‘Stop staring at that bitch! Why don’t you date her instead? You idiot!'  Instead, say something like, ‘Yes, I notice that the woman you’re looking at is beautiful but can I have your attention back to us? After all, this is our date—yours and mine.’  If this roving-eyes attitude happens again, just drop him like dog poop!” She snaps the fingers of one hand. “Such a man is not worth it.”

Sakura scrunches her eyebrows “What if I see a handsome man and, in a moment of lapse, can’t resist staring at him for a while?”

“After you toss your gaze back to your date, you can say something like ‘That guy has good looks but that’s only superficial attraction to me.’ Then you make goo-goo eyes at your date to rattle and shake his heart!” A giggle erupts from Angie’s kissable lips.

“Huh? How to make goo-goo eyes?”

“Lock gazes with him, hold the gaze for a few seconds and flutter your eyelashes. Then look down at his lips and move upward to look at him in one eye—only one eye. Again, lock the gaze for a few seconds.”

Sakura raises one hand to smooth the hair at the back of her head, revealing armpit hair. “Gee… I am a bit shy to do that.” She bites her lower lip. “I’ll practise in front of a mirror.”

Angie rises from the settee, goes to sit behind her desk and Sakura swivels around to face the former. “Be classy and sexy but not slutty. The difference between the two is like the difference between a Hollywood actress and a porn actress. Don’t create sexual desire in him but create an emotional interest in him to want you as a girlfriend or life partner.  You can flirt lightly once in a while in a good-girl way, not in a slutty way.”

Sakura fidgets in her chair and fingers the hem of her dress..

“Lastly, don’t be available to him all the time.” Angie rests her hands on her desk and clasps them together.  “If he phones at the last minute to ask you out but you’ve made earlier plans with your parents or best friend, don’t cancel your plans. Tell him no so that he can respect your schedule.  On the other hand, if he suddenly cancels a date because his buddy asked him to go drinking at a sports bar to watch English Premier League live, tell him to fuck off!” Her hand flies to her mouth. “Oops! Sorry, I used the f-word!” 

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