I often worry that my material here is the stuff chick lit is made of. That no one but a young woman on the beach is likely to read my blog. Recently I discovered, much to my surprise and delight, that New York Cliche has a significant following of male readers. After receiving a particularly awesome comment from an English bloke, I was so pleased I almost added it to my header: New York Cliche: Dudes Read This Blog Too! Hi Boys! Instead, I did what most ladies do when overwhelmed with a desire to pat themselves on the back: I yammered about my accomplishments to my boyfriend.
Harry shrugged, “I’m not surprised dudes read your blog.”
“Really?” I replied, feeling smug and expecting him to gush about my talent for writing. Perhaps how my voice is just so relatable it goes outside all bounds of age or gender demographics.
“You’re blog is much more helpful for men. It’s like actually getting into the head of woman, getting to see how you think. Guys don’t understand how women think, so any thing to aid them in the quest is great,” he paused, “It’s especially great for me,” he concluded, a grin spreading across his face.
I’d never thought of my blog that way. My primary objective is to entertain. My blog is helpful to those just starting out in NYC, merely by dint of subject matter. I never considered anything on a broader scale.
But I am now! After yesterday’s post about boyfriends and birthday gifts, I have it in my mind to write a “Gift Guide for Getting Your Girlfriend Gifts” (goodness, I love alliteration). Perhaps I will write of “Good Date Spots in NYC”. It’s the beginning of an idea and I want to open the floor to you, my beloved (over 1,000! I’m still spinning!) followers. Do you have any questions you would like answered? Anything you can think of that you would like me to write about?
I think at this point, I can consider myself an expert in the realms of dating, NYC, theater, and frugality. But I’d consider writing about anything- the possibilities excite me.
So I open the floor to you. Leave any sort of comment you’d like, any idea, any question, any issue, sky’s the limit (as goes the cliché). You all make me feel fabulous.