While enjoying this teeny article about the cost structure behind designer clothes that sell for seemingly unreasonable prices, a little bell went off in the back of my brain as the writer mentioned the Martin Greenfield factory, where they were making manufacturing some designer khakis that eventually sell at Bergdorf Goodman for $550. A quick search confirmed my suspicion: that’s the place across the street from my old loft in East Williamsburg, where I lived for two-and-a-half years. I knew it was one of the few buildings in the area that was still a working factory rather than a dumpy building full of artists in search of cheap space, but had no idea they were doing the high-end stuff.
Sadly, I assume that Tenochtitlan 2000, the tortilla factory around the corner, was not operating with the same profit margins.
[And wow, it’s been a long time since I looked at the online slideshow that I linked to in that old post about my place. Damn, I miss that place, even though the loft — and my life — really went to shit eventually.]
I forgot about that article! I was expecting the link to go to the story about how the city almost evicted everyone in the building two days before Christmas.
Ah yes, the Brooklyn lofts eviction saga. Those really were the days.
And now the hood is fully fleshed out with coffeehouses, natural food stores, nice bars, restaurants and art galleries.
Exactly. I couldn’t afford to go back even if I tried.