Have you looked at the picture of John DeVore? Of course you have. Well he's a reformed player. So I suppose that means a player might look like him, only less regal? Or something?
Or you could look at the late great rapper Big Pun. He had a song called, "I'm Not A Player" which was ironic considering that for a tubby fellow, he was a notorious player. Then again, his song was basically what he'd say to women to let them know he was all about them. An "aha" moment to say the least.
Then again, I'm assuming that we're talking player towards the ladies. You could very well mean a player in athletic terms. Would you believe that all really tall Black guys AREN'T basketball players? That messed me up for a solid two weeks.
So I guess the short long answer is that nobody knows the trouble I've seen what a player looks like. Hell, even nerdy guys are able to play the field. You tell a chick you built the last iPhone, she's putty in your hands. Or is it puddy? Who cares. She's in your hands. Players look like me and you, your momma and your cousin, too.
They also look like Bill Clinton, but I won't go there.
Huzzah!
Yay.
"You could very well mean a player in athletic terms. Would you believe that all really tall Black guys AREN'T basketball players? That messed me up for a solid two weeks. "
O_O
*DEAD*
I hatechu, Panama.
I think bling is usually a huge sign of being (or aspiring to be) a player. Of course, not all players are decked out bling but it's quite the signifier. Man jewelry is a no in my book, unless you're Mr. Depp.
I think playerness is more of a vibes thing. I'm gonna go out an a limb too and say that soul patches or weird facial hair are signs that a guy is WAY too into himself.... and probably a player/douche. I also sense that players are always too helpful in getting alcohol for me. Like, they push drinks juuuust a little. Lol, sometimes they're super hot so I don't mind... but I get the player vibes from that. Idk, its kind of like gay-dar, you just sense it.
When a guy is too confident in himself and his appearance I think. Those types tend to think they're too good for any one woman.
We need a book called "Ya know he's a playah when"....
I like the classic example of a guy who comes up to you in public at an event or something, then goes crazy with the compliments while his eyes are scopin' out his next target. Wait...maybe that's just a douche.