Whats’up Doc?
Your Humble Servant, Katie Cain
Author of bubblegum/warrior
Rita Hayworth frolics to Little Dragon’s Ritual Union
funkfest
— Inspired by the Queen, DONNA SUMMER. Peep her sexpot swag below
With a voice that’s all at once velvety rich yet airily light, Donna Summers was disco’s crooning sexpot. Watch her coo and moan in orgasmic delight, statuesque draped in baby blue chiffon, feather ringed neckline, and killer gold lamé platform boots **note the glitter heels** And I’d kill to know what sordid sexy secrets she’s got hidden in that HAIR. Now that’s bubblegum.
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Never Ending Math Equation-Modest Mouse
Change is the only constant? Metamorphoses/core self crises. College. Ugh.
Debbie Harry-and that bleach blondie head of hairy-rocked the disco out of the 70’s and into the 80’s to define punky pop. Andy Warhol adored her; Studio 54 welcomed her with open arms. With a flash of platinum locks, bared belly, electric eyeshadow, and a paradoxical mix of 50’s retro and of the moment punk digs, Debbie Harry was the mesmerizing it girl of new wave.

Heart of Glass is that ubiquitous Blondie track, quarters in the jukebox selection. Now go put on your neon hot pants, 50’s head scarf and fuck-off graphic tee and shake your bubblegum booty a la Debbie Harry.



Bubblegum Warriors do lines. Laugh lines that is. We smile cus’ it’s natural and it feels damn good. Wild is an understatement. Nights know our secrets, daylight can only guess.