architecture


As an urbanite who understand the issues regarding urban sprawl, I realize that we’ve got no choice but to accept the presence and growth of condo developments in the downtown core. Better that we create density in an area where people don’t need cars than to continue to force people out to the burbs where their ugly houses destroy valuable farmland and their hour-long commutes create pollution.

That doesn’t mean I have to like the whole “lifestyle marketing” scheme that comes with so many condo projects.

Today in the mail, I received a postcard for something called Kormann House (note – bullshit Flash website – click at your own risk!). This is a historic 19th century building at Queen Street East and Sherbourne that is in the process of having an ugly glass tower perched atop it. These types of buildings are accepted and encouraged because the facade at street level remains virtually unchanged, but the overall structure often comes off looking like two very disaparate buildings mushed together.

My gripe in this case is not the building itself, though, but the really, truly, awful marketing campaign the developer is using.

In the late 19th century, Toronto’s lower east side was home to thriving businesses, Charlie Chaplin and Mary Pickford films for a nickel and the stunning Moss park.

I won’t even get into the grammatical disaster of this sentence, but instead, let’s look at the details. Mary Pickford was born in 1892, her film career began in 1908. The first permanent movie house designed exclusively for showing motion pictures opened in 1902 in Los Angeles. So the whole mess is factually incorrect; if the copy had said early 20th century, I’d have believed it, but the sell here comes from the fact that the building is 19th century. If you want me to harken back to olden tymes, so that I feel all like “part of history” or something, howsabout getting that history correct?

Also, Toronto doesn’t have a “lower east side”. The neighbourhood is known as “Old York” based on the fact that it’s where the earliest buildings of the city were erected. The tactic of condo developers to make allusions in the marketing copy to cities that are far more interesting or glamorous than Toronto (New York in particular, also Miami) is so pathetic it’s laughable. Even more distressing is that people buy into it, somehow figuring that living in the “lower east side” will make them feel like cool and sophisticated New Yorkers.

I know developers need to sell units, and I know everyone is running scared in fear that the US housing crisis will hit Canada, so desperate times call for desperate measures, but I am so really tired of lifestyle marketing where the “sell” has absolutely nothing to do with the product at hand, but with a play on the purchaser’s ego and self-esteem. How about just, “We have a nice building, we think it’s a great place to live. Please come check it out”??

Maybe it’s because of my background in vintage clothing, but I’ve noted on more than one occasion that people dress too darn casually. Jeans, ballcaps and those hateful flipflops make Torontonians look like slobs as they walk down our city streets. There was a time when no one would be seen in public without a proper hat, or gloves, and where “dressing up” wasn’t so much about putting on a clean t-shirt but actually dressing appropriately.

Which is why it was so delightful to see people dressed up at the Santé wine event we attended last week at the Carlu. Men wore jackets, crisp shirts and polished shoes. Ladies arrived in a variety of pretty dresses – not evening gowns, but something a bit more dressy than they’d wear to work.

Of course, odds are it was the venue that inspired the lack of jeans and sneakers. The Carlu event space is the former restaurant and auditorium of the old Eaton’s location at Yonge and College. Abandoned and left to deteriorate for decades when Eaton’s moved south to the Eaton Centre in 1976, the space was restored to its 1930s glory in 2003.

Also known as “The Seventh Floor”, the Art Moderne design by architect Jacques Carlu is a breathtaking example of the architecture of the time. The Auditorium had played host to greats like Billie Holiday, Frank Sinatra and Count Basie, while the long hallway separating the auditorium from the Round Room restaurant was meant to resemble that of an ocean liner.

Today the space is fully restored, right down to the original Lalique fountain in the Round Room.

With the buzz of wine aficionados sipping merlot and chardonnay, it was easy to stand at the entrance of the Round Room and picture something out of a 1930s film, to imagine Joan Crawford sweeping past the fountain in a sequined gown, or Joanne Woodward lounging in one of the alcoves sipping a cocktail. The ladies at the wine event we attended weren’t quite that decked out, but I have a suspicion that they would have been if they thought they could get away with it. I know I would have donned a gown just to sashay across that room and pretend I was a starlet.