Search Party may be (maeby?) the most Williamsburgy show ever. Alia Shawkat (the indie darling best known as Maeby from Arrested Development) stars as a millennial who becomes an amateur sleuth when a former college classmate goes missing, so you might call it Nancy Drew meets The Bedford Stop. And the marketing folks at TBS are going all-out to appeal to their show’s home neighborhood: In addition to the banner ads right here at Bedford + Bowery, there are murals on Wythe Avenue. And now the coup de grâce: a pop-up shop on Bedford that will double as a venue for events featuring 2 Dope Queens and Widowspeak.
The Bedford Stop
Here’s a question for the ages– is The Bedford Stop still The Bedford Stop if the girls go to South Florida for the holidays? The title of the newest episode from Williamsburg’s most lovable residents, “Holidays Without Hollandaise,” implies that the girls are gonna be roughin’ it while holed up in America’s dangler. Whatever will they do without Cafe Colette? If you can stand to imagine an episode without brunch, then venture forth. Although given that Dubai is making moves to stage a junta of Williamsburg’s title for Most Depraved Brunch, we maybe would have preferred a special “City of Gold”-edition of America’s favorite reality show. Somebody get these girls a Fulbright grant.
New Year, new you– is exactly what’s on Alex and Olena’s mind right now. What’s the best cure for the holiday blues? Well, the girls of our favorite reality web series, The Bedford Stop, know full-well it’s another holiday, that’s what. And where else to go act like a total nit and blend in seamlessly? Florida, duh! In this new episode premiering exclusively on B+B, they aim to hit the beaches, lap up frozies at any number of Margaritavilles, and twerk at whatever’s left of the Club Paris [Hilton] empire. Yes, it’s actually the year 2007 in Florida from here until eternity. But hold up– it may be hard to imagine, but Alex hints that an attempt to “detox” might be in her future. Olena’s reaction? In short: “Ew.” We couldn’t agree more.
What’s the holiday season without The Bedford Stop? It’s hard to imagine how we’d get through this consumerist feeding frenzy without the girls’ mantra: “hashtag credit card debt, hashtag fuck it, hashtag YOLO!” Well, thankfully we don’t have to face such an awful scenario because the painfully realest show in all of Brooklyn is back with another new clip wherein the girls celebrate the holidays. Will they drink the SantaCon revelers under the table? Will their ugly sweater party plans be thwarted by this unseasonable season? Are you biting your nails yet? We thought so.
If there was any question as to whether Williamsburg has reached its peak as a major Destination-with-a-capital-D, this new video about a foodie tour of the increasingly tony nabe’s “gourmet food scene” settles it.
Our favorite show of the millennium, The Bedford Stop has released a new clip (via Gothamist) and it’s imperative you drop whatever it is that you’re doing and see it. Because clearly, there’s nothing more “relevant” out there. As Alex told us over cocktails at Café Colette back in November, “Williamsburg is extremely relevant, the things we do are extremely relevant, and why not broadcast that if we have someone who’s willing and has the connections to do it?”
The fact that a reality show about brunching in Brooklyn now exists is clear indication that we’ve reached the Golden Age of Not-on-Television Television, which can only mean it’s all down hill from here, baby.
“You have to see this,” my friend texted me a couple weeks back. “This girl I met on Tinder, she has her own reality show.”
When I got around to watching The Bedford Stop, I found myself glued to my laptop screen unable to tear my eyes away from this group of young women who simply had to be joking. Not only did they fallaciously declare that they moved to Williamsburg “to pursue their dreams” and to “avoid reality,” but the YouTube show seems to perfectly capture post-gentrification New Williamsburg: the overwhelming whiteness of it all, omnipresent Ikea furniture, blasé consumerism, vocal fry, and above all, brunch.