Loft Peeping: The Woolworth Building’s pavilions

I took Tribeca resident Lynn Nguyen up on her offer to come to see the “pavilions” of the Woolworth Building since, well, who wouldn’t. (While these seem like penthouses in a way, they are not the pinnacle, which is still on my list, but rather the two apartments on the 29th floor that have access to the roof of the lower half of the building, before the residential tower sets back and shoots up another 30 stories from the base.)

The apartments are of course beautifully renovated, as you would expect, but what’s so thrilling are the views of the building itself out of almost every window. Even the dressing room has a classic Woolworth view. The copper railings scroll along out the bathroom window; the deck sits in the shadow of the terracotta facade. It is all very exciting. And of course the views are incredible in every direction, including down. You are constantly reminded that you are in a National Historic Landmark, and get to see all the quirky Cass Gilbert touches up close. You can even touch them. (Though the lobby for the residences is not the famed lobby that the commercial tenants use. The apartments use 2 Park Place.)

Both pavilions are for sale now — one with the Deanna Kory Corcoran team for $16 million, and one even bigger one with Sotheby’s for $30 million. If you scroll down, you’ll hear Deanna’s friend Nicholas King testing a piano in Pavillion A. That was a real treat.




  1. Incredible building. Such attention to detail!

  2. One of the finest buildings we have ever seen in NYC. The ornamental faces adorning the building are my favorite! They dont building them like that anymore. Here is a link if anyone really wants to know more:-

  3. My Dad was an executive for Woolworth’s and in the building for 25 years. I used to visit him in his office. Truly a spectacular piece of architecture. Wish I had the dough to buy an apartment there.

  4. Why oh why did the city allow the Four Seasons to tower over the Woolworth? Tragically adding to the ever-splintering decline of the Manhattan skyline.

  5. So the folks in Robert Stern’s luxury building could look down their noses at the Woolworth.