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Confessions of a Pop Tart

I’m offiically coming out of the closet. I’m a complete and unabashed pop tart.

I’ve been moved to admit it after stumbling across as ‘Spice Girls History’ special on cable here and being instantly transported to my uni days, much of which I spent dancing around my apartment to “Who Do You Think You Are?” Sigh.

Oh…and I believe I actually skipped more than the odd lecture in favour of watching Take That videos. Yes, yes, I know. Tragedy incarnate. But the things we do for love. Or specifically, for loving Gary Barlow. Double sigh.

Now THAT is a reunion tour I would fork out serious cash to see.

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