
By Andrea Baylis
Zigga zig huh. That’s what they said. Posh, Baby, Scary, Ginger and Sporty: those spunky English girls called Spice and their big f***ing shoes. All sparkly and spandexed and with aerosol galore, as of this writing the Spice Girls are no more. And although the zigga zig huhs made no sense, we listened. We listened a lot. Damn those catchy songs.
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