Imagine, if you will, a version of the fall of the Romanovs that combines the soft-core sex of late-night 1990s Cinemax with the talking heads of the History Channel. “Why would anyone ever imagine that?” you might ask. Well, that’s a good question, one I frequently found myself pondering while watching The Last Czars …
John F. Kennedy Jr. died young; whatever his promise, he never achieved it. He wasn’t a popular politician, or a successful actor, or a musician with a closet full of Grammys. And yet, his death two decades ago prompted wall-to-wall media coverage, absolutely dominating the news cycle for days upon days.
There is no war on Christmas. However, there is a war for Christmas—specifically, utter dominance over the campy Christmas movie. And this is not a game, do you hear me? THIS IS NOT A GAME!!!!
Here’s a bad look: A radio segment by three men on the history of America’s government-fostered tobacco dependence, without once mentioning by name the woman whose book formed the basis for the entire segment.
As a tween, summer always began the same way: Several nights in a row spent reading mass-market paperbacks until the wee small hours of the morning.
Today Harry, Meghan, Archie, Will, Kate, George, Charlotte, and the youngest one, Louis, all attended a charity polo match. Because they are royals, after all, and royals go to charity polo matches; it is a defining characteristic.
The Chicago Defender, a century-old institution and pillar of African American journalism, is going online-only.
There’s a new trailer out for the upcoming Judy Garland biopic, and you can get your closest look yet at Renée Zellweger’s transformation into the star. It looks like a good, old-fashioned tear-jerker, in keeping with the facts of Garland’s life.
Wanna buy a lightly used vintage sweatshirt? You could probably snag one at Goodwill for cheap—or you could shell out several thousand dollars for one with the Virgin Atlantic logo, which was personally gifted to Princess Diana by founder and all-around media personality Richard Branson. It’s too small for me, so you…
Reading Judith Krantz is like running errands around town in a Lamborghini driven by somebody coked to the gills and very, very bad at figuring out the most straightforward route, but the running gossip monologue is so entertaining it distracts from the fact that you’re careening through every single red light.
What’s your most outlandish dream for your day-to-day fashion choices? Is it fashion jumpsuits, seven days a week? Ballgowns for brunch? Neon 80s workout wear, at work, at your office job? Well just go ahead and make the leap, with this 25-year-old British man who wears Regency clothing every damn day.
Some heartwarming British news: James Herriot’s memoir of life as a rural Yorkshire vet, All Creatures Great And Small, is being adapted for television.
Highlights, a magazine for children, has come out strongly against the Trump administration’s family separation policy and generally horrifying treatment of immigrant children and is urging Americans to contact their representatives in protest.
Buckingham Palace has released its annual financial report, and you can probably guess which story the tabloids ran with: The eye-popping cost of Harry and Meghan’s renovations at Frogmore Cottage, which came to roughly $3 million. What makes that price tag particularly controversial is the fact that it didn’t quite…
Judith Krantz, a towering figure in American popular culture who defined her era in a series of bestselling novels filled with sexual escapades and over-the-top luxury, has died at 91.
Here at Jezebel, we like to make your life easier, as well as more glamorous. Hence we turn sometimes to trusted authorities for recommendations. Today, we look to this beautiful anthropomorphic ceramic crab from the late Victorian era for her advice on the best possible summer.
Today is the summer solstice, the single longest day of the year. What are you going to do with your maximum annual hours of daylight?
In January, paranormal romance superstar Sherrilyn Kenyon filed a shocking lawsuit against her husband, accusing him of poisoning her. Now the case is the subject of a long, meandering investigative piece which attempts to spin a juicy true-crime yarn—but in reality, offers a deeply sad and sometimes subtly…
This week is Royal Ascot, a series of horse races attended by the British royal family in an annual photo op so stereotypically posh that it’s practically beyond parody. This year, Queen Maxima of the Netherlands rode in Queen Elizabeth II’s carriage on opening day. On Maxi’s head? Great, great question.
In a century that saw its fair share of larger-than-life socialites, few covered quite as much ground as Gloria Vanderbilt, who has died at 95 after fascinating Americans for, essentially, her entire life.