left over day log 2.5/ new sh*t on the horizon

So basically... i never made it to any of the museums on left over day,
which sucked big time. my day was wasted away for the most part. i did
make it to beacon's but by the time i got there buying was over.
And as expected it took me 5 days to follow up on the last post....i really wasn't joking about the lazy thing.
but i'm getting better cuz Culture Snobette a few years ago would've let guilt and shame drive her away from the blog forever....
But i'm wrapping up this post-turkey day post anyway.

I'm investigating some of the cultural goings-ons in nyc and theres some fly shit coming up; which will give me more than enough fodder for this lil blog o' mine.
Not to mention i'm heading to Philly this weekend for the MIA, Santogold concert @ electric factory... soo major!!


left-over day...log 1

so my sister just got a new laptop.....run dat chump!! so in other words i just got a new laptop sucka!!!

either way i'm mad hype that i can actually make postings on a regular basis
(lets see if i can actually follow thru).
just had my first plate of leftovers, soo damn good, and i'm about to head to willamsburg(try and hawk some shit to beacon's so i can buy a metrocard for the week, ahh the joys of modern day poverty).
the next item on the agenda is a tossup... either i'm heading to MOMA to the Seurat Drawings Exhibit ....

or i'm going to the Whitney to see the Kara Walker Exhibit

stay tuned Snobbers to see which one it will be.


Turckey holocaust: American style

so its thanksgiving today. clearly things have gotten off to a rough start, seeing as i'm sober right now. but bigger than all of that, my obsession for the past couple of days has turned to specific culinary delicacy....

No, not that snooty bird... her skanky mutt cousin, TurDuckIn

yes, turduckin and she's not an urban legend she's real yo, but her past is kinda shady.

this culinary cross-breed is a turkey, stuffed with a duck, which is then stuffed with a chicken. all the aforementioned birds are partially deboned and between each layer is a smearing of sausage meat, ya know to keep things together.

The exact origin of the Turduckin is not quite clear but it has been attributed to Southern Creole culture; though the art of stuffing multiple birds has been around since the middle ages.

The largest recorded nested bird roast is 17 birds, attributed to a royal feast in France in the 19th century: a bustergophechiduckneaealcockidgeoverwingailusharkolanbler (originally called a Rôti Sans Pareil, or "Roast without equal") - a bustard stuffed with a turkey, a goose, a pheasant, a chicken, a duck, a guinea fowl, a teal, a woodcock, a partridge, a plover, a lapwing, a quail, a thrush, a lark, an Ortolan Bunting and a Garden Warbler. The final bird is small enough that it can be stuffed with a single olive; it also suggests that, unlike modern multi-bird roasts, there was no stuffing or other packing placed in between the birds. This dish probably could not be recreated in the modern era as many of the listed birds are now protected species.
-This was extracted from the wikipedia entry on Turduckin

either way we need to be accepting of TurDuckin. yeah, everyone loves a turkey, but turkeys are just a lil too straight laced for me. i'm a round the way girl, and we all have murky pasts and sure people have misconceptions about us all....but we should embrace the TurDuckin, just like we do our wayward stripper cousin.



So i decided to post some shit on my blog. My approach and tone has changed alot since my first ill-fated attempts at blogging. i've been reading alot of other blogs, some fashion and culture related others about music or simply just a diary of recent events; and i decided to give another stab at this blogging thing.
i know what does the uniBomber have to do with that... well, i had to go back to the things that inspire me to write and be creative and bitchy and turn up my nose at others... you know get back to the essence of me.

grace jones, for instance, i'm not really sure what exactly she is famous for, other than just being herself(okay i do: acting singing, modeling, being naked and scary all the time), but thats neither here nor there. the point is she makes me wanna be fierce at whatever it is that i'm doing. whether thats being the eternal intern, a stylist assistant, opening my own business, or sleeping on my parents couch.
Besides, i'm about to graduate and i need to put this media (ie:useless) degree to work. so i must reclaim my soapbox, in order to wag my finger at society.
The Bottom Line: the Bitch is back!!!!