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Why flirting in the wired world has become a dead language

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confident flirts I know. Olivia Grace is a Toronto- based seduction expert. Olivia tells me that flirting “is all about making someone feel special.”

Conceptual­ly, I don’t disagree that making someone feel special seems like a good strategy. But how do you do that subtly? Olivia suggests lots of smiling, open body language and “touching them on the forearm.” Unfortunat­ely, when I tried the forearm trick, I patted the guy I was chatting with a little too hard. He may have thought I was slapping him. Needless to say, it didn’t go well.

Next, I consulted a therapist, whom we’ll call Hyacinth. When I first walked into her airy downtown office, I had visions of leaving a reborn, flirtatiou­s phoenix, rising from the ashes of failed romantic encounters. However, my “session” mostly consisted of Hyacinth regaling me with the story of how she met her second husband at a Scrabble tournament.

After I explained my Scrabble skills were lacking, Hyacinth made me roleplay laughing at a date’s jokes. She found that my laugh skews too friendly and isn’t at all sexy. Ultimately, I paid a licensed therapist $130 an hour to tell me to speak in a higher tone of voice when I’m interested in someone. Surprising­ly, sounding like a little girl did not get me propositio­ned.

Flirting is supposed to be about playfulnes­s. It’s supposed to be about having fun and discoverin­g whether you have a connection with someone. It’s supposed to be natural. The fact that many folks are now turning to profession­als to teach us how to talk to one another is troubling, yes; but simultaneo­usly hopeful.

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There’s a strange irony to all of this. Online interactio­ns contribute to social isolation, which in turn, spawns a form of emotional abuse repackaged as a viable dating strategy.

Yet, the downfall of this so- called game has largely been through online interactio­ns, with women shaming men attempting such despicable strategies by sharing on social media, and in turn, raising awareness of it to other would-be victims.

In this sense, technology brings us closer together after driving us apart. And it’s not just through the reprehensi­ble stuff either. Seemingly, the moment anybody says something smooth, it begins trending on Twitter. Remember “Netflix and chill?” That went from a sexy propositio­n to a tired line in a matter of days. There is nothing to be said that will win over a heart and mind.

In an era where flirting is all but dead, and yet our desires remain constant, what’s a single person to do? Here’s what I learned from my awkward, failed attempts at flirtation and becoming a better flirt: I can only be me.

Yes, the cheesy moral of the story for every romantic comedy is true. I’m a girl who doesn’t know the right thing to say; a girl who accidental­ly slaps men she’s trying to beguile; a girl whose own therapist calls her laugh unsexy. And I just have to come to grips with the fact that it’s exactly that kind of weirdo that the one for me is after.

To that person – I hope – a fumbling flirtation will be just as seductive as Lauren Bacall saying, “You just put your lips together and … blow.”

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