A HuffPost series looking at the good, the bad and everything we’re still trying to process about the decade.
The fact that the lip-syncing duo was exploited and the result of industry-wide issues in pop music was irrelevant. That myopic public scorn feels familiar today.
The talk show's late host might have considered it entertainment, but his guests often belonged to the most vulnerable groups of the tumultuous decade.
The actor reflects on the decade’s fleeting Black film renaissance and the opportunity that never was.
The documentary “Call Me Miss Cleo” aims to contend with the TV shaman’s presumed unfair legacy. But it’s more complicated than the film presents.
The musician reflects on her groundbreaking song “Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover,” the “gay mafia of the ‘90s,” and defining herself on her own terms.
The ‘Stay (I Missed You)’ artist reflects on pushing against a culture where female singer-songwriters were expected to fit a certain mold to make it big.
A new Netflix docuseries evades a disturbing truth about why a mob of young white men felt entitled to engage in nihilistic behavior at the late '90s festival.
Films like "Can't Hardly Wait," "Clueless" and "Cruel Intentions" held up an unflinching mirror to the roles young people were socialized to play in a heteronormative society.
Brands like Abercrombie & Fitch and American Eagle reliably paired the term with images of young, slender white people who liked to have fun.
From "Waiting to Exhale" to "Clueless," the decade brought us consistently popular albums associated with movies. And then that stopped.
Respectability politics and white America helped sideline some of the most insightful humor of the '90s — when we needed it the most.
Fiona Apple told us to go with ourselves, and we didn't listen.