I started New York Cliché in May 2008, 4 days before I moved to New York City to pursue a life in the theatre. An aspiring actress moving to the city of dreams, does it get more cliché than that? It’s a chronicle of my adventures in the Big Apple, humorous stories that are “so New York”. Behold my waking hours in the city that never sleeps!
Why call myself New York Cliché? Because I love poking fun at myself (and life in general). And what’s the fun of a joke if you can’t share it? I am an entertainer by profession (and destiny! Did I mention I have a flare for the dramatic?). Nothing fulfills me more than making you laugh. I get off on every smile I put on your face. If my words inspire, kill me now and I’ll die happy.
New York Cliché is (spoiler alert!) not my real name. I can get personal in my posts, perhaps even incriminating, and every story I tell here is true. Working in show business, I’ve decided to just make things easy and leave my name (and face) unattached.
So what makes me a New York Cliché?
◊ I’m a struggling artist: actor, singer, blogger, visual art hobbyist, and occasional pirate. That said, my bills usually get paid by survival jobs that involve not murdering models, or pretending I love cars, or ushering James Franco, or giving people free alcohol.
◊ I recently moved from a tiny apartment by Lincoln Center to a less tiny, 5th floor walk-up in Hamilton Heights (think North Harlem). I share it with 2 roommates, lovely ladies I met performing summer theatre, and our obstreperous kitty cat Pip.
◊ I’m single and fabulous (exclamation point): one of the 600,000 more single women than single men in NYC (and trying not to cry myself to sleep over that statistic). It’s not for lack of trying. I’ve met men at Goodwill, on the street, on Central Park benches, in grocery checkout lines, on stage, online, and in Times Square. I’ve met men who I hated in elementary school, who had girlfriends, and one whom I borderline stalked in Strawberry Fields. Mr. Right, you’re illusive
as f*ck, but I’m not giving up!
There you have the main reasons, there are dozens of others. You’ll find a whole section on general New York clichés here.
More about me? I was born and raised in San Francisco, I still love wearing flowers in my hair. I have my own little family in NYC, incredible friends whom I love. My favorite color is magenta. I enjoy star gazing and will always look up, even if it makes me look like a tourist, to spot the moon shining between skyscrapers.
So welcome to my blog! I hope you stick around and laugh with me about my occasionally unbelievable, often perfectly clichéd New York existence!