I would like to take this opportunity (opportunity in this case taking the tepid form of yet another genuflecting photo-fest to wheat paste) to pass along my experience last night at what might be charitably referred to as the topsy-turvy Alice in Wonderland opening party for the former Bryan Square, then former Coach House lofts and Bryant Commons… now Union, at Bryant and 20th Streets.
7×7 certainly did their homework, if by homework one is referring to attracting the most vapid, frazzled and unfriendly looking group of Marina moms one could imagine. There were two DJ’s forlornly spinning to an empty room, servers trying to convince the uuber-skinny to try uuber-tiny snack foods, and some of the most ghastly staging imaginable.
So in order to get approval to build what are certainly better-than-average and more expensive than average condo’s in the hallowed ground that birthed the howling mobs of MAC, the builders agreed to a family friendly approach, meaning little in terms of smaller units for gay couples, singles and hipsters. Instead there are lots of bathrooms and lots of (tiny) bedrooms.
But the units are nice.
But the upper floor with view units were not open for inspection.
But I only live a few blocks away so I plan on inspecting those shortly.
I came away with this sense of dread, that this corner of the Mission is about to go from being genuinely hip, to “Marina chick notions of hip” in short order.
I would like to take this opportunity (opportunity in this case taking the tepid form of yet another genuflecting photo-fest to wheat paste) to pass along my experience last night at what might be charitably referred to as the topsy-turvy Alice in Wonderland opening party for the former Bryan Square, then former Coach House lofts and Bryant Commons… now Union, at Bryant and 20th Streets.
7×7 certainly did their homework, if by homework one is referring to attracting the most vapid, frazzled and unfriendly looking group of Marina moms one could imagine. There were two DJ’s forlornly spinning to an empty room, servers trying to convince the uuber-skinny to try uuber-tiny snack foods, and some of the most ghastly staging imaginable.
So in order to get approval to build what are certainly better-than-average and more expensive than average condo’s in the hallowed ground that birthed the howling mobs of MAC, the builders agreed to a family friendly approach, meaning little in terms of smaller units for gay couples, singles and hipsters. Instead there are lots of bathrooms and lots of (tiny) bedrooms.
But the units are nice.
But the upper floor with view units were not open for inspection.
But I only live a few blocks away so I plan on inspecting those shortly.
I came away with this sense of dread, that this corner of the Mission is about to go from being genuinely hip, to “Marina chick notions of hip” in short order.
uber go to hell.
the marina has lovely people.
Sorry if I offended, but I like my uuber’s with two u’s, and my neighbors with two brain hemispheres.
I’m sure there are lovely people from the Marina, but they were nowhere to be found last night at the Union.
it must be exhausting assigning all the new people to their proper avatars and maintaining your critical distance in near empty rooms.
better stick to the internet. you could even get your own blog. may I suggest the name “Genuinely Hip: my growing sense of dread”.
Your veneration of people who take pictures of other people’s art, is the same phenomenon that lead to our culture’s veneration of celebrity DJs.
Nice pics though.