by Remy's Bitch January 04, 2005
by Amar van Leeuwaarde February 06, 2005
an untalented manufactured pop band from Britain. They heralded the end of good music in early 1997 (when they were first heard in the U.S.A.)and sparked off the shitty corporate "teen pop" phenomenae that continues to pollute the airwaves today. My mom claims that rock'n'roll was destroyed by the British invasion (ala the Beatles)but she is wrong, wrong, wrong. Good music was destroyed by the British alright but it wasn't the Beatles who spoiled the party - no, not at all. It was the fucking Spices Girls! Also, their bimboness set back sexual equality by years.
by I Saw U2 Live Twice October 11, 2006
A gaggle of obnoxious, cockney twats who have set back women's movements globally by 20 years. This quintet drooled forth some of the most wretched noise to come out of the British Isles since Elton John's Disney ballads.
Each adopted monickers that were supposed to be relative to their vapid personalities. Scary Spice (the most aptly-named of the five) was so known for the adjective most felt by those learning that such a lack of talent would warrant a singing contract. The other four, equally insufferable, took names along of the lines of something like "Steroid Spice" (the tomboy; yes, isn't that sexy?), "Ginger Spice" (who left for bigger and better things, like Penthouse), Twat Spice (wife of the adultering soccer player) and Bacon Spice (the fat one).
Their "Oy! I'm a girl, cor blimey! Respect me, right?!" East End dreck is as unpalatable as their effete counterparts, N-Sync. Another stirring indictment of the industry they serve.
Each adopted monickers that were supposed to be relative to their vapid personalities. Scary Spice (the most aptly-named of the five) was so known for the adjective most felt by those learning that such a lack of talent would warrant a singing contract. The other four, equally insufferable, took names along of the lines of something like "Steroid Spice" (the tomboy; yes, isn't that sexy?), "Ginger Spice" (who left for bigger and better things, like Penthouse), Twat Spice (wife of the adultering soccer player) and Bacon Spice (the fat one).
Their "Oy! I'm a girl, cor blimey! Respect me, right?!" East End dreck is as unpalatable as their effete counterparts, N-Sync. Another stirring indictment of the industry they serve.
by Beastfan March 23, 2005
Possibly the crappest band ever, their songs sucked, only one of them could sing, the rest of them just shouted at the screen in the tackiest music videos ever, and ultimately one of the most mind numbingly awful films ever. Posh Spice, who has gone on to have the most fame, ironically does bugger all, she is kept to the background and given minimal screen time in their earlier videos and has the least lines in the film. At their peak, I hated them and found their popularity unfathomable, and now I rejoice that they have dwindled into an embarrasing memory.
by IFUCKINHATETHESPICEGIRLS May 21, 2005
The ultimate display of what marketing and image can do. No matter how lame your music is, you can still become multi-millionaires after two easy years of mimes, songs written by someone else, and constant publicity stunts.
by Gumba Gumba February 21, 2004