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Fedders Friday Part II: The New Style Cont’d
I would like to open this post with what is easily my favorite comment of the week. On November 18, 2008 superclam wrote:
Heather, I’m impressed. It’s both my job and my hobby to look at ugly buildings, and that is an exceptionally ugly building. Two distinct styles, and they both suck.
Speaking as someone who is not employed to look at ugly buildings but whose hobby is searching them out nonetheless I am really flattered by this endorsement from a professional. What’s more, it makes me think of this beauty from Greene Avenue in Clinton Hill.
By all appearances it looks like the architect of this building started with a Modernist vision on the right but changed his (or her) mind one third of the way through. I suppose it really doesn’t matter what “style” this building is. It’s still uglier as homemade sin.
On a clear day in Bedford Stuyvesant you can see Fedders forever, and ever, and ever more!
I am one of nine.
You will be assimilated.
They must have some pretty bad drivers down in Bed Stuy is the developer feels compelled to erect pylons like this.
bodmin brought up a very salient point when he/she noted the solitary advantage of living in a Fedderplex such as previous…
or this…
or this…
or this:
No matter what it looks like on the inside, the great advantage of living in it would be that when you were home you wouldn’t have to look at the exterior!
How very true.
What’s more those exposed electrical meters are a darned convenient place to rest your coffee cup while you get out your keys.
There’s always ample parking.
And not just for automobiles either.
Knish carts are also welcome with open arms.
Miss Heather
Fedders Friday Part I: The New Style
I am so inspired by the piquant feedback I received regarding this post I have decided to hit you up with not just one —BUT TWO —installments of Fedders Friday today. Enjoy!
Just yesterday the Mister regaled me with the good news that our investments (courtesy of our stock market) took yet another hit. On top of that no one is lending money nowadays. It’s a shame, actually as there are so many great deals out there to be had now.
I cannot for the life me understand why this beauty (which hails from Dekalb Avenue) has not been snapped up yet.
It’s not like the purchaser won’t be in good company or anything: this building holds court just down the street. Note how the developer took the trouble to add chrome doors and make the balconies match. That’s what I call luxury!
Of course if living on Dekalb Avenue isn’t your cup of tea there is this stellar two family home on Tompkins Avenue. For the record I have been watching this building for some time and believe it or not this is an older building that has been retrofitted to sport all the amenities a bona fide Fedderista demands…
including but not limited to:
- Large quantities of cement
- Ample amounts of fencing
- Exposed electrical meters
What are you waiting for? Call May today!
You know times are tough when even Corcoran is shilling crap like the following (which hails from Lafayette Avenue).
As it happened I got to witness something rather amusing after taking the above photograph it went something like this. I notice a gentleman in his late twenties standing on the stoop of a brownstone across the street. After waiting for sometime he pulled out his cell phone and made a call. His end of the dialogue was as follows:
I thought it was 703. It’s 706? Okay.
Suffice it to say the expression on chap’s face when he made visual contact with “706” was more than a little entertaining. As New York Shitty reader noel recently opined (regarding my hatred of the gratuitous use of keystones):
…the keystones indicat(e), “douchebag lives here, and here, and here, etc…
If this is indeed true —and taking into account the look of disappointment on the above-mentioned client’s face— it would be safe to presume that while possibly being a hipster this gentleman was not a douchebag. Isn’t deductive logic fun?
I am going to close this post with this comely specimen from Willoughby Avenue. Having had a rather extensive liberal arts education I find the fact a beauty salon called “Venus” graces this building. Those of you who know your mythology will know precisely what I am talking about.
This concludes today’s first installment of Fedders Friday. Why not grab a cup of coffee (or a barf bag) and prepare yourself for “Part II”. I assure you it only gets better.
And by “better” I mean worse.
Miss Heather
Rides: Greenpoint Vs. Bedford Stuyvesant Part II
Beadel Street, Greenpoint.
Anthony Street, Greenpoint.
From Lexington Avenue, Bedford Stuyvesant.
Miss Heather
Rides: Greenpoint Vs. Bedford Stuyvesant
November 15, 2008: Franklin Street, Greenpoint
November 16, 2008: Lafayette Avenue, Bed-Stuy
Yup.
I don’t know about you but when I go out to strip SUVs on a cold November day I always tote along a fifth of Remy Martin. Nothing says “job well done” like knocking back a little V.S.O.P. after boosting an engine block, some car doors and bucket seats.
Sometimes using mass transit —even the G train— really is the better option.
Miss Heather
Word Of The Day: Balconization
Filed under: Articles of Fedderization, Bed-Stuy, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg
bal’ke-ne-za-shen: n. a proliferation of galleries projecting from the front of luxury condominium buildings in gentrifying neighborhoods. While often little more than concealed fire escapes, balconized buildings usually are out of context with surrounding buildings and are festooned with such various and sundry items as laundry, bicycles, and satellite dishes. v. (balconized, balconizing, balconifies) See: Fedderize, crapification, Belvedere Realty, 156 Pulaski Street.
Note the institutional light fixtures. NICE.
Miss Heather
Bed $tuy Photo du Jour: Show Me The Money!
Filed under: Bed-Stuy
From LaFayette Avenue.
Miss Heather
Noteworthy Linkage: Big Bad Sarah
Filed under: Bed-Stuy
Being as today’s offerings on New York Shitty are dedicated to Little Joe I felt it only proper to finish the day with some of his amazingly piquant and precocious observations. On October 16, 2008 Bed Stuy Banana wrote:
Last night Little Joe and I were eating dinner and he says, “Sarah is bad.” Now there is a little red-haired girl in his class who simply adores him, and her name happens to be Sarah. But he’s fickle as far as Sarah goes, some days he likes her and some days he doesn’t…
It gets even more interesting from there. Do give this post a read. It’ll give you a chuckle.
Miss Heather
Halloween Photos du Jour: Joe The Plumber, R.I.P.
xdoobiex writes:
…in your halloween quest, you should check out 323 humboldt in e. williamsburg… its a different take on the whole scary thing. Wait until the afternoon, when they drag the coffin out.
Yesterday I walked down the valley of the shadow of dearth: 323 Humboldt Street. In the late afternoon, just as ordered…
and as promised they had the coffin out. Let’s see who is inside, shall we?
It’s Joe The Plumber! Guess he got bumped into a higher tax bracket after all. For shame.
Behold, the Wall Street Crematory!
All eyes are on Wall Street— or would that be Humboldt Street? Sarah Plain Palin where are you when you need us?
Don’t fear the Reaper!
Unless you happen to be “WaMu”.
I cannot explain why but I find this utterly hilarious. Perhaps it is because they’re the 7th or 8th (I can’t keep track anymore) bank to occupy Manhattan Avenue between Greenpoint and Nassau Avenue. Replacing a much needed housewares store in the process. I still miss X-Tra Discount goddammit!
R.I.P.: A.I.G (?)
My eternal gratitude goes out to you, xdoobiex: you have, indeed, tipped me off to an whole new level of horror. The funny thing is no matter how rich this country has become I’ve always been poor. The nation’s top two percent do not seem to be very fond of sharing the wealth— socializing their bad debts, however, is another matter entirely.
Miss “Do You Want Fries With That” Heather
Bed-Stuy Photo du Jour: What It Is
Filed under: Bed-Stuy
From Broadway.
Miss Heather
Something Neat
Earlier this week I was knocking around Broadway. Upon reaching Stockton Street I noticed a series of murals gracing this metal fence. Delighted, I took pictures of them. Then I glanced across Broadway and realized I had hit the tip of the proverbial iceberg.
They continue across the street on Arion Place…
and there is much more artistic goodness to come!
If you happen to find your person in the “Bush-Stuy” area do check out this work in progress. It’s fantastic.
Mega-mural
Stockton Street and Arion Place at Broadway
Brooklyn, New York 11206
Otherwise, you get a sneak peek by checking out my flickr set.
Miss Heather
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