What Happens When The Wall Street Journal Goes to Beacon’s Closet?

The Wall Street Journal‘s Urban Gardner column went to Williamsburg’s Beacon’s Closet today, profiling the store a mere four years after The New York Times did it

The column generally manages to avoid fogeyism, except for the following anecdote about the author’s daughter, which includes an analogy that seems designed to remind the reader, “You are reading The Wall Street Journal“:

So she’ll board the L train, garment in bag, and take it to Beacon’s Closet, where she’ll be offered $16.95 in store credit, the transaction filling her with a smugness similar, I suspect, to that George Soros feels when he bets against the drachma and pockets a billion dollars in one day.

We know exactly what you mean.

What Happens When The Wall Street Journal Goes to Beacon’s Closet?