First Ever Kick Ass CookBook

And Guide to Life

We’re looking for contributions to our first ever Kick Ass Cookbook (and guide to life). The cookbook recipes will be from women, just like you. Any category is fine, you choose one. Southern cooking is just one section. Just one guideline: its got to be publishable. (Don’t copy it from Southern Living or any other magazine. please. If the recipe is copy righted, well you know what’ll happen)

If you’d prefer to contribute to the other side of the book, feel free. There are some stipulations on that however and if you’ll send us your topic idea and a little info on it, we’ll get back to you with an approval.

Remember, its all FREE to you! And, this could be your break into the publishing world!

So come on, send us those recipes, ‘yall! to recipes(at)lagniappemarketing(dot)net and for your stories please use the contact form. We’re looking forward to a great big kick ass book!

Sex and The Great Depression

Kudzu was first grown in the South as a shade plant on porches. In the early 20th century, the U.S. Government paid farmers to plant the vine to control hillside erosion and as feed for cattle. Civilian Conservation Corps workers planted thousands of hectares of kudzu during the Great Depression. To Kill it out….you have to kill the roots.

we are mothers

we are daughters

we are strong

our roots run deep

we are humorous, we take you seriously

we are sorority sisters, alumni of great Southern colleges,

we are high school graduates,

we are factory workers, executives and home engineers, artists, writers and clergy

we are married, single, widows and girlfriends

we tend our gardens, children, husbands, boyfriends, parents and grandparents

we have lived in the same town all our lives,

we have been relocated and come back home (if only in our dreams)

we are outspoken, we are shy

our opinions are clear, our emotions deep , our loyalty unquestionable

we love our country, our families and friends

our homes are gathering places where even a stranger is welcome at supper time

we work hard, we play hard and worship on Sundays

you can find us at the ballpark, the grocery store, the office or the golf course

inline when the school bell rings, or dashing for a cross country flight.

we are happy to share a cup of sugar, a suggestion or a coat with someone who needs it

We cover the South

We are Queens and proud to stand together.

For more information on Kudzu Queens™ and membership, please use our contact form. Membership is free and you’ll be joining the only online/offline community dedicated to the beautiful women of the South.

 

 

Thongs, Frito’s and Kudzu Queens™

There’s nothing better in life than to ride around on the back of a convertible with a crown on your head.-Suzanne Sugarbaker (Designing Women)

All of my life, I’ve considered myself to be fairly non-conforming when it comes to fashion. I’ve always dressed for comfort. Even as a child, I preferred my overalls to “girl clothes”. So, I prefer my t-shirts to nightgowns (I don’t wake up in the middle of the night choking from silk wrapped around my neck), my sweats to workout clothes (thats easy enough, why spend $100 on workout clothes when you can spend $5 and still accomplish the same thing. It ain’t no fashion show, yanno. For goodness sake, all you’re going to do is sweat anyway!) and granny panties to bikini’s, thongs or any other variety of torture that some man has decided looks “good” on a woman. Now, you know what I’m talking about. Those corset thingys that take two people to operate, and the dental floss that the fashion industry refers to as “must” have undergarments. Well, it happens that I needed to purchase some long overdue undergarments and I made a plan to visit the local department store for the shopping adventure. Standing in the lingerie department, I perused the assortment of dainties. I’ve seen some of this stuff in the Victoria Secret catalogs, even purchased some for wedding gifts, for much younger women. But never for myself. What the heck, I’m not ancient, yet, this is as good as this body’s gonna get, and I might as well try a splurge on myself, right? Well, ladies, I’m here to tell ya, there’s not enough fabric to cover Barbie’s butt, let alone mine, and the thought of dental floss up my backside…well wedgies ain’t no fun. There are no panty lines, because there are NO panties. (Maybe I should have put down that bag of Frito’s last night.) Gravity has played some real havoc on my backside. (They used to call these things g-strings, what g stood for I don’t have a clue) True enough, wearing silky undies can make you feel secretly sexy, but what’s this joke about ?? I’m going back to my 100% cotton granny panties….Oh the comfort!

On Becoming A Queen

Drop out of your college sorority before you ever pledged? Love to dance (but a little spastic at it)? Could you perfect a queenly wave in a short amount of time (given proper motivation)? Are you a GRIT (Girl Raised In The South) relocated or not? Are you truly NOT self concious or could this state of being be induced by being plied with proper amounts of Bloody Mary’s or Mimosa’s? Have a truly delectable group of friends who would join you? Then YOU can be a Kudzu Queen™. Yes, YOU could become among the select few charter members of the Kudzu Queens™. A highly vocal, select few of truly southern women, dedicated to all things Southern and spreading Southern-nesse. For more information, please use our contact form, we’ll send you details right back. Here’s to Us!