After the outcry to yesterday’s announcement of no Hanukkah diary (admittedly a single email, but written in all caps or maybe it was italics, or possibly neither), I looked for a way to post a News item that would simultaneously respond to popular demand without violating the information blackout I’ve been sworn to uphold. Through the combined efforts of wardrobe assistant Suzanne Despres and photographer Liz Clayton, I think I’ve found the solution. No one will ever figure out who performed Wednesday at the Bowery Ballroom on the second night of Hanukkah, thanks to these ingenious disguises.
