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Friday, September 08, 2021

There’s a near-animalistic buzz in the air as Fashion Week descends upon New York, starting today.

And how am I contributing? Well, aside from wearing a black/grey/blue Calvin Klein tie that I’m rather fond of, not much. At least not in a sartorial sense. Hey, I know my limitations, and color-coordinating my wardrobe is one of them.

But I’m doing my part the best way I know how: Chillin’ in Bryant Park, floating in and out of the big tent holding all the runway action, and watching plenty of people who know how to dress and move better than me do just that. (Don’t ask how I snagged an event pass — it’s the ends, not the means, that matter tonight.)

I’m getting a nice eyeful every few minutes. It’s not constant — the archetypical fashion model, and those who wanna be, often lack some of the feminine physical aspects that I happen to prize. (Take a wild guess.) But it’s all about volume here right now, and inevitably, one will strut by that cannot help but capture my attention, if even for a few seconds. I may not know fashion… But I know what I like.

Anyway, I’ve got to stick to my drink quota. And this free Park wi-fi, while much appreciated, is a little patchy during a semi-hectic event like this (“semi-” because it’s relatively easygoing outside the tent, where I am now; a weird dichotomy, like a partial oasis). And whoever I borrowed this computer from is probably looking for it right now. Back to the buzz.

by Costa Tsiokos, Fri 09/08/2021 08:23pm
Category: Fashion, New Yorkin', Wi-Fi
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Anybody named Mark out there? Or Marc, even? Hell, I’ll even accept a Marque.

I’m sure there are. And there’s the chance that one or two of them are reading this mess right now. If so, a query:

Have you ever been addressed by someone in the following manner:

“I have a question, Mark.”

Because recently, I overheard someone say just that to somebody else named Mark. And the first thing that came to my mind was the unintentional mention of the punctuation symbol.

I guess I’m funny that way. Or: I guess I’m funny that way?

by Costa Tsiokos, Fri 09/08/2021 08:03pm
Category: Comedy, Wordsmithing
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points off for good behavior
I’ve been getting a tepid response to my attempt to build a Yahoo! Fantasy Hockey League this year.

I can only assume that prospective fantasy players are, instead, holding their roto-league skills in reserve, for use in Fafarazzi. Now, celebrity behavior like DUIs, serial plastic surgery and Jew-bashing can earn you big-big points in your league play. So draft smart! (Hint: Pick your designated celebutante in the first round — there are only so many Lindsay Lohans and Paris Hiltons to go around. You don’t want to get stuck with some heiress who’ll only end up in rehab or holed away in Cabo the whole season.)

If they’re smart, the people behind this will strike up a partnership with the New York Post’s Page Six to create some sort of Daily Points Leaders box, in print and online. It’d be a great compact visual summation for all the dirt that the glitterati do, “for the Fafarazzi points!” Talk about feeding the obsession…

Fantasy leagues — they’re not just for obsessive sports freaks anymore.

(Via YesButNoButYes)

by Costa Tsiokos, Fri 09/08/2021 09:11am
Category: Celebrity, Comedy, Pop Culture
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