You're not thinking like a sexual being
I went a whole six months without sex (I know, shocking) because I got so swept up in work; I didn't have time for a boyfriend. After a while, I became accustomed to not having sex, and it stopped crossing my mind. Without making any conscious decisions, I stopped darting cheeky glances to every good-looking guy I saw. I stopped wondering if the guy reading alone in the bookstore was single. I stopped masturbating. In short, I was no longer a sexual being. Before this dry spell, men asked me out all the time. But suddenly no one came near me ‑- even though I looked exactly the same. Was it because I wasn't out to find a man and picking up men's signals? Probably. Was it because I wasn't sending out any signals of my own? Definitely. Basically, I went off sex.
If you like sex, sexiness oozes from every pore, every movement. You walk with a swagger and stand with your breasts and bottom out. You cross your legs slowly and deliberately until you know every man in the place is watching. You play with your hair, dip your chin and look up through your lashes with a saucy smile ‑- and that's just when you're paying the electric bill. Women who love sex smell ‑- and not in a bad way. If you're aroused, your body pumps out "come and get me" hormones, and men pick them up. So if you're not getting sex from someone else, go solo. Masturbate every day, read sexy books, watch sexy movies, dress sexily. Focus on it, daydream about your best encounters, come up with some lurid fantasies ‑- then get back out there.