Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Huffington Post: Bloomie in Pink
Yesterday, SI Live broke the news that Mayor Bloomberg will have a cameo appearance in the Sex and the City movie. How perfect that the billionaire mayor who is burying New York should have a role in the franchise that helped strangle it to death.
SATC fans pinking it up on tour
I know a lot of people just adore this show, but I believe that Sex and the City lifted New York's once-fledgling, minority yunnie culture to its current position of near-total dominance. And, right or wrong, I blame SATC (at least in part) for the demise of this city. Let's take a look at how it all began...
bratz: SATC spawn in condo sidewalk tunnel
In November, Bowery Bar opens on the site of an old gas station and the yunnies strike their first major blow against everything good about the Lower East Side, much to the chagrin of the neighbors. I remember a handmade, red flashing sign in the window of an apartment next door that said, "Cooper Union, how could you do this to us?" with an arrow pointing straight at Bowery Bar’s entrance.
The opening of “BBar” sets off a firestorm of opposition: "The NoHo Neighborhood Association and some members of Community Board 2 argue that the bar, and others they believe would open in its wake, will erode the character of the area by changing it from a haven for light industry and artists into a trendy night spot." Of course, that prediction was correct.
Shortly after the opening of Bowery Bar, Candace Bushnell’s “Sex and the City” column premieres in The Observer. In her first story, she describes a dinner she attended for Karl Lagerfeld at BBar.
In February, after a brief fight, Bowery Bar’s opponents settle with the owners and the bar is allowed to operate without a special zoning permit, thereby opening up the area for future development.
In the same year, Bushnell meets Beverly Hills 90210/Melrose Place TV producer Darren Star for the first time at -- you guessed it -- the Bowery Bar. He will later approach her with the idea to turn "Sex and the City" into a television show.
Unlike Community Board 2, the NoHo Neighborhood Association, and the SoHo Alliance, the person who made that flashing red sign didn't settle. It kept flashing its angry, plaintive message for years and would no doubt have been beaming right in the faces of Star and Bushnell when they entered BBar and East met West -- over cosmos. It was the beginning of the end. The Californication of New York City had officially begun.
Avalon Bowery gigantic condo/apt complex
I usually avoid that block, but I happened to walk by recently. The lone iconoclast who made that beseeching, blinking sign is long gone. The tenement building he or she lived in now looks like a luxury townhouse. Sex and the City the movie is filming all over town. Its fashion designs have turned “every woman into a clone of Carrie-fucking-Bradshaw." And the mayor eats it up with a silver spoon.
As for the Bowery, well, the Bowery gasps and trembles from the tremors of its own agonizing death rattle. Just like the rest of New York, it has become a world dominated by gossip girls and boys -- "and what an ugly, boring world it is."
Also see: How the Cupcake Crumbled