Grasses—green, neatly trimmed, symbols of civic virtue—shaped the national landscape. They have now outlived their purpose.
Whitney Cummings’s new HBO special, I’m Your Girlfriend, often sounds like a TED Talk. It’s in good company.
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The Internet is allowing a return to age-old, communal forms of mourning. That makes some people uncomfortable.
The perky sitcom, now entering its second season on TV Land, embodies the current confusion about what it means to be an adult.
We have officially reached Peak Shabby Chic.
The actor may well be remembered for playing villains, but the roles that found him lovelorn deserve just as much celebration.
Target’s latest collaboration—with the spinning brand SoulCycle—hints at the many ways that exercise has infiltrated fashion.
The State of the Union, as a speech, is technically delivered by the president. As an event, though, its performance…
At the Bi-City Biennale of Urbanism Architecture, curators are considering the creativity required to create counterfeit goods.
At the Golden Globes on Sunday, a feather-ruffling host and some expletive-laden speeches elevated an awards-show standby.
Our culture team covers the Hollywood Foreign Press Association’s annual film and TV awards.
Fashion houses, and brands in general, are capitalizing on the marketing value of inclusion.
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How St. Nick went from “beloved icon” to “beloved lie”
The song’s message of peace helped bring about the Christmas Truce during World War I.
Rey, the franchise’s newest breakout star, is a heroine fans can finally feel good about liking.
The latest Tina Fey-and-Amy Poehler vehicle isn’t a great movie. But it stars a really great friendship.
He’s got spiders in his brain and garlic in his soul.
The Christmas classic, which turns 25 this year, takes maniacal delight in the shooting/stabbing/scalding of its two bumbling burglars.
The eponymous outcast is an archetype unto himself.