A map of the spectacles—and headaches—that would have accompanied the competition.
First Christina, then Britney, now Mariah: Why faded pop stars make for great reality-TV rubbernecking.
Gay-marriage court ruling is a hit at straight weddings.
Our roundup of news from around the city.
Donkeys’ ego problem.
A stop on the cash-cow, post-fame secret-concert circuit with the eighties balladeer.
The Hamptons are Romney territory. But billionaire Jeff Greene thinks his neighbors would be wise to buy a little democracy insurance.
MonkeyLectric lights, crayon blocks, and more new stuff in stores.
“Men don’t give a shit here—they know they’ll get what they want.”
A preservation-obsessed designer channels the eighteenth century when overhauling his Sag Harbor cottage.
Calliope may not be suited to the East Village, but its perfectly executed bistro dishes would be tasty anywhere.
It’s a good time to reacquaint yourself with the simple pleasures of the gin-and-tonic.
Relief by the spoonful, from cooling cucumber to strawberry gazpacho.
Once stuck in best-friend roles, Ari Graynor answers a higher call.
Preserving the Brooklyn Navy Yard isn’t just about restoring the buildings.
We’re still a month away from fall’s big novels and Oscar-baiting films, and all of this season’s high-tone popcorn movies have already come and gone.
The cast of Bullet for Adolf takes Harrelson’s yoga class.
About half the size of their cultivated cousins but many times more flavorful, wild blueberries have arrived at the Greenmarket.
Readers sound off on Katie Holmes, Martin Amis, and more.
Our deliberately oversimplified guide to who falls where on our taste hierarchies.
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