Thursday, August 30, 2007
Balazs hotel rises over buckets of bloody, rotting meat
When did the affluent become attracted to shitty locations? It used to be that a neighborhood was safe from luxury development if it had (a) crazy, drunk homeless people, (b) housing projects, (c) undesirable tunnel, bridge, or expressway traffic, or (d) an all-pervasive bad smell.
A VanishingNY reader sent in this satire from the Onion, which I think is poking a bit of fun, but does beg the question: When and why did the wealthy start desiring to live, work, and play in the city's most undesirable locations?
A glassy undulation is coming to the malodorous Gowanus [Gowanus Lounge], Balazs' Standard Hotel squats over buckets of bloody offal in the Meatpacking District [my flickr] [NYMag], and in the midst of Holland Tunnel onramp traffic sprouts the Zinc Building [my flickr] [Curbed].
Fashion model and photogs saunter past buckets of melting animal fat
When the Diane von Furstenberg store opened recently in the now super-chic Meatpacking District, abutting a packing plant that hauls giant buckets of bloody, fly-buzzed offal to the body-fluid-slick sidewalk each day, I am sure that the DVF people just figured the meat would be gone in no time. Meanwhile, just pretend the air doesn't stink of rotting death. And they'll be proven right.
DVF Store (with Bentley in garage) abuts fetid, blood-smeared packing plant