Brooklyn

We got several e-mails from readers yesterday wondering why we hadn’t done a post on the Observer article that tries to bifurcate gentrified Brooklyn: cynical hipsters to the North, yuppie stroller-pushers to the South. As silly as they can be, when a publication like New York Magazine writes these kinds of articles, they usually hit some kind of nerve; this Observer piece was pretty pointless, we thought:

Of course, all of gentrified Brooklyn is somewhat similar. It’s mostly white. It’s mostly partial to some form of indie rock. Refugees from small colleges like Vassar and Wesleyan may trudge North; shiny Ivy Leaguers could prefer the South—but the bottom line is that they all attended fancy colleges. Southerners reluctantly fork over deceptively low salaries for DVF dresses and Paper, Denim, Whatever jeans; Northern chicks would rather jump off the Williamsburg Bridge than wear something they didn’t iron on themselves. But in the end, they all care a lot about what they wear.

As someone who’s lived on both sides of the Flushing Avenue, all we can say is, “Whatever, dude.”
Brooklyn Civil War [NY Observer]