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THE FLIRTING BIBLE
Your ULTIMATE PHOTO GUIDE to Reading Body Language,
Getting Noticed, and Meeting More People Than You Ever Thought
Possible
FRAN GREENE
My own flirting story is the inspiration for this book and the reason I met the love of my life. It
happened to me, and it can so easily happen to you. And it’s proof positive that flirting can spark
love.
I have always been an outgoing person, but during my twenties, I made “putting myself out there”
my full-time job. Determined to find a husband, I did everything in my power to make it happen: blind
dates, singles events, bar outings, personal ad placements, cruises, parties—you name it. I flirted
anywhere and everywhere and made each event an exciting journey. Several adventures led to dates,
others to boyfriends, some to great one-time meetings, and many to no-thank-yous. A few even led to
broken hearts. Still, I never regretted trying.
As a full-time flirt, I rarely waited for someone to approach me. It just seemed such a waste of
precious time. Going to a singles bar or event alone motivated me to flirt. If I didn’t, the evening
would be painfully boring, frustrating, and disappointing. (I know many of you are thinking, “No way,
not me! Going somewhere alone is too scary and overwhelming.” Rest assured, in the pages to come,
I will help you through this process. Eventually, you may even look forward to solo-sailing! Trust
me.)
Whether alone or with friends, I flirted no matter where I went: dining out, attending a concert,
waiting in line, getting gas, talking to the letter carrier, even sitting in class—location never mattered.
I was always “on the flirt.” To me, flirting made every situation more enjoyable and fun, made me
feel good and others feel great, and increased the chances of my dream coming true.
Like anyone, I felt the occasional frustration or discouragement looking for love. But I never gave
up (though I did let go of the myth that love just happens). I knew that anything important in life takes
work. I must admit, I was envious of those who said that love just found them—lucky them! But I
persevered.
One day, after a lengthy meeting, I went to lunch with a group of colleagues. There were eight of
us, seven women and one man. Jim worked at a sister office so I had met him for the first time earlier
that day. He was nice and good-looking, so I decided to sit next to him at lunch to try out some of the
flirting moves I had picked up and perfected from my “flirting fieldwork.” I was complimentary,
funny, leaned in when he talked, smiled, maintained warm eye contact, listened attentively, and
showed interest. Over lunch, we had a great time getting to know each other, but we left it at that.
Your ULTIMATE PHOTO GUIDE to Reading Body Language,
Getting Noticed, and Meeting More People Than You Ever Thought
Possible
FRAN GREENE
My own flirting story is the inspiration for this book and the reason I met the love of my life. It
happened to me, and it can so easily happen to you. And it’s proof positive that flirting can spark
love.
I have always been an outgoing person, but during my twenties, I made “putting myself out there”
my full-time job. Determined to find a husband, I did everything in my power to make it happen: blind
dates, singles events, bar outings, personal ad placements, cruises, parties—you name it. I flirted
anywhere and everywhere and made each event an exciting journey. Several adventures led to dates,
others to boyfriends, some to great one-time meetings, and many to no-thank-yous. A few even led to
broken hearts. Still, I never regretted trying.
As a full-time flirt, I rarely waited for someone to approach me. It just seemed such a waste of
precious time. Going to a singles bar or event alone motivated me to flirt. If I didn’t, the evening
would be painfully boring, frustrating, and disappointing. (I know many of you are thinking, “No way,
not me! Going somewhere alone is too scary and overwhelming.” Rest assured, in the pages to come,
I will help you through this process. Eventually, you may even look forward to solo-sailing! Trust
me.)
Whether alone or with friends, I flirted no matter where I went: dining out, attending a concert,
waiting in line, getting gas, talking to the letter carrier, even sitting in class—location never mattered.
I was always “on the flirt.” To me, flirting made every situation more enjoyable and fun, made me
feel good and others feel great, and increased the chances of my dream coming true.
Like anyone, I felt the occasional frustration or discouragement looking for love. But I never gave
up (though I did let go of the myth that love just happens). I knew that anything important in life takes
work. I must admit, I was envious of those who said that love just found them—lucky them! But I
persevered.
One day, after a lengthy meeting, I went to lunch with a group of colleagues. There were eight of
us, seven women and one man. Jim worked at a sister office so I had met him for the first time earlier
that day. He was nice and good-looking, so I decided to sit next to him at lunch to try out some of the
flirting moves I had picked up and perfected from my “flirting fieldwork.” I was complimentary,
funny, leaned in when he talked, smiled, maintained warm eye contact, listened attentively, and
showed interest. Over lunch, we had a great time getting to know each other, but we left it at that.
