Union Square Holiday Crap Fair
As if Union Square doesn’t get clogged enough by straggling NYU/Parson’s/New School kids eating their lunch + miscellaneous protesters + homeless people + moms & strollers + people & their dogs, the better part of a third of it is now occupied by the annual Holiday Crap Fair.
Since I have a few presents left to buy for my peeps, I decided to wander over on my lunch hour today to check things out. Hopefully I wandered through the aisles and aisles of little red & white booths, searching for the perfect present that heretofore I had no idea existed. Though I was heartened by the quality of some of the jewelry places, and enjoyed perusing the few booths dedicated to children’s puppets and toys, mostly I found the typical array of generic middle eastern hippie clothes/incense vendors, shitty silver jewelry kiosks and stinky do-it-yourself soap merchants.
Honestly, I might as well just go shop the street vendors around Times Square. Ick. So, dear readers, if you’re considering taking a peek at this, or the two other Crap Fair locations in the city (Bryant & Central Parks, I believe) in the hopes that you might find the Greatest Christmas/Hanukah/Kwanzaa Present Ever, don’t bother.