
It’s the first of many dance breaks we will take. Perhaps to soften the blow, he cues the DJ to pump up the music and commands the audience to stand up and dance. There will be no breaks for lunch or anything today, Hussey declares. Hussey eats it up.ġ2:53 p.m.: Fifty-three minutes into our eight-hour journey, Hussey lets another secret fly-this one is a doozy. “Take your shirt off,” hollers one bold soul from her seat. The only novelty seems to be that the old chestnut is coming out of the mouth of a cute British guy in a stylish jacket, which he later removes, along with his tie, to howls of approval. The idea that confidence is attractive sounds pretty familiar-the kind of thing my mother and grandmother drilled into me as a child. I hear a lot of mmms and uh-huhs around me as he reveals his “secret” to attraction, and I can’t decide whether the audience is enlightened by the insight or just affirming that yes, they too believe this to be true, which makes me think Hussey isn’t really offering much in the way of anything new.

The secret to attracting the guy you want, according to Hussey, lies in building both your “core confidence” and your “dating competence.” So, what’s Hussey offering in exchange for dumping your Cosmo subscription? Confidence. It’s all a bunch of conflicting contradictory crap, he suggests. Know what else is shit? The advice most women are given when it comes to love and sex, he says. One of his first pronouncements sends a delighted ripple through the audience. His presence has an immediate leavening affect on the crowd. He’s cute and flirty and Scientology-intense. Athletic, British and WB-handsome, he’s a bouncing ball of energy. The 27-year-old is dressed in a sharp dark sport jacket, a skinny tie and dark denim. Noonish: Hussey appears to a hooting standing ovation.

It’s as if they’re preparing for a marathon. That exhaustion may account for the carb-loading-the sandwich-snarfing and cheese-and-cracker eating-that I see all around me.


These ladies seem tired, as if they’ve been working back-to-back double shifts for weeks. volume to my Saturday morning ears, and the event staff, clad in pink Hussey Ts, are dancing in the kind of “Where my girls at?” atmosphere that Hussey cultivates in these seminars, which he runs all over the world.įor all the party atmosphere, however, the crowd seems oddly dispirited. There’s a DJ playing music at what feels like a p.m.
