In this hyper-connected, on-line all-the-time culture, it has never been more important to disengage and slow down. Adults have been doing it for years -- through yoga and the increasingly popular practice of mindfulness, which is generally described as the state of being attentive to the present moment.
The Bloody Mary? First concocted in a hotel. The heart-shaped tub? Well, some of us love them -- and they, too, were first introduced in a hotel.
Playgrounds, city parks, bike trails, municipal pools and a myriad of other facilities have been created or maintained through the LWCF. Thanks to this important funding stream, millions of Americans have access to the outdoors.
Depending on which source you believe, there are between one and two dozen -- yes, you read that right, dozen -- films opening this Friday in New York. Here is a brief look at a half-dozen of them.
I am just back from a weekend as a judge at Rick Delaup's 7th annual New Orleans Burlesque Festival in the Big Easy.
Despite the swampy heat and humidity, the people of New Orleans don't sweat the small stuff. Instead, they let the good times roll throughout the year celebrating any and everything they can
"On this record, you're going to hear 808s, you're going to hear subs, you're going to hear oscillating guitars, and you're going to hear distortion on shit other than guitar," Scott recently told Noisey.
While many adults 50 and over choose to visit the beach, take a cruise or explore Europe during their vacations, some are looking to take the road less traveled and are literally putting their money where their mouth is.
With opinions surrounding Katrina as widely colored and as deeply layered as our king cakes during carnival season, I did my best not to go into the interview series with a predetermined angle or scope for fear of skewing the story through confirmation bias.
It is unmistakably Patricia Clarkson on the phone, that husky, honeyed purr and laugh too distinctive not to recognize. "I'm a New Orleans native, ...
Along the way down the coast are towns such as Bolivia, San Clemente and Puerto Vargas, where tourists might half expect to find Harry Belafonte sitting on a dock in striped, clam-digger pants, happy to see daylight after a long night of picking bunches of bananas.
Ten years have passed since the devastation of Hurricane Katrina, and as we commemorate that fateful August day and its aftermath, we should also remember to celebrate one of the most remarkable stories of New Orleans' recovery--its students.
In the months following Hurricane Katrina, much of the discussion surrounding the storm focused on how the government failed New Orleans' citizens and rebuilding the city's economy. With thousands of families displaced, though, little to none of the conversation centered on how to restore childhood to New Orleans' kids.
On this tenth anniversary of Hurricane Katrina, many observers are recognizing the renaissance of a city most people thought would never recover.
Ten years after Katrina, many claim the changes to New Orleans education are a resounding victory. But at what costs? The disadvantaged schools have achieved these score increases by creating an education force led by advantaged, white outsiders, And I was one of them.
The hurricane exposed not only race and class fault lines, but the odious fault lines of heterosexism and faith-based privilege. LGBTQ evacuees, many of whom are now displaced, faced all kinds of discrimination at the hands of many of the faith-based relief agencies.