As one sometimes does, we found ourselves at the annual Debutante Cotillion at the Grand Ballroom of the Waldorf the other night, because a young friend of ours was coming out (we do have friends, you know), where the debutantes were indeed presented to society (I think the correct phrase is “polite society” though that seems odd in so many ways) and a good time was had by all. As luck would have it, who should also be there, though not a giant surprise, but the Times’ own Bill Cunningham, and we happened to catch him in action. Here he is, right in the center of this shot, white hair, tuxedo, snapping away. It’s reassuring to know that no matter what, no matter where, Bill Cunningham is going to be there. (Click on the pic to see Bill larger). Happy holidays to everybody.
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