by Gina 
It was a strange sight for Bushwick– a queue of smartly-dressed young people stretching several blocks down a warehouse-lined street on a Friday night. There were women in flowing vintage gowns arm-in-arm with men in suits and bowties. Some wore sparkling Mardi gras masks; others were adorned in festive hats and capes.
A truck with massive speakers crawled past the line, pumping amateur rap beats, followed by a…
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Good article, Gina.