ENTERTAINMENT: ‘Flirt-Shop’ – the art of flirting What are the secrets of flirtatious body language?

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The women on those glossy pages intrigued me—they wielded power; they were highly acclaimed objects of lust and envy. And despite the fact that, appearance-wise, I was far from Playmate material, I realized that some of the things those women were doing were attainable: I could master the art of the smoldering stare.

I could pout my lips and trail my finger across my chest. I immediately incorporated -Model Practice Hour into my daily repertoire, locking my bedroom door so I could writhe on the floor, mimicking the women's provocative poses and alluring facial expressions. One day I was wearing overalls (one strap up and one strap down, of course) and the next I was wearing my mom's lace teddy over my clothes in an attempt to channel Madonna.

I could arch my back and simulate oral sex on phallus-shaped objects to attract male attention (and, in turn, female envy). And while she wouldn't let me wear said ensemble to school, she did let me wear it for Halloween—the first of many Halloweens where I'd dress like a low-rent prostitute. Growing bored with the boys (and girls) my own age, I began flirting with grown men.

Why do some women flirt with everyone—even men they don't like?

It all started when I was an awkward, mercilessly ugly 12-year-old. My nose was too big for my face, my chest too flat for my frame and my ass—oh that ass! (Keep in mind this was the Calvin Klein heroin-chic era, Pre-JLo, Beyonce and Kardashian.