If the adage "you are what you eat" rings true then I'm some sort of pickled mollusc given my penchant for clams, mussels, oysters and a crisp chardonnay.
But I suspect "you are what you read" is more to the point, and if this is the case New Zealand men, thanks to the digital age, have unlimited access to what they can read, so it's important to filter that selection to ensure we are well read, and therefore, well informed.
Pre-internet we were really shut off from the rest of the world. When my partner Jonathan and I decided to move to Auckland from London, the internet made the decision to move all that much easier. I knew I could still read the same newspapers, surf the same sites, troll the same blogs and shop the same stores to keep me current on culture, fashion and opinion.
I'd love to say that I'm an uber intellectual and only read The Spectator, but I am the first to admit that I need a fair amount of internet trash to get me up in the morning, along with a good double-shot flat white. If Jennifer Aniston's wedding plans are as important as the impending North Korean nuclear crisis look no further than the Daily Mail. Scarily the UK's most trafficked newspaper site, it has great coverage of global affairs (Kim Kardashian's impending birth) and human-interest stories ("Nepalese man born with two heads").
For real news I look no further than the New York Times, the Independent or the Telegraph.