This week I found out about some last minute tickets to the Spice Girls concert. I IMed (yes that’s a verb) Bryndee and within 24 hours we were there. Yes, I know you are jealous. I felt like I walked into a time machine and was back at the Backstreet Boys concerts I went to in high school. The crowd was filled with screaming high school girls, gay men and Bryndee and me. I have never seen so many girls who had no idea who the Spice Girls even were until they announced their reunion tour (come on, even I was a little young when they were in their prime) dressed up like their favorite Spice Girls.
I laughed the whole night. Laughing at the people in the audience. Laughing at Bryndee confessing, “Yes, I was a Spice Girls fan,” while singing every word to every song. Laughing as I jumped up and down singing Wannabe. So much fun. The girls were kind of amazing. And the dancers were Step Up good. A Wednesday night to remember.
So tell me what you want, what you really really want . . .
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I could not be more jealous. I tried to get tickets to a Spice Girls concert to no avail.
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