Despite popular perception, I'm not all about whole-grain organic, literary, tasteful and intellectual pursuits. We all have our guilty pleasures, things we love but don't always admit to in mixed company. Mine tend toward high-calorie and low-brow.
One very violent TV series.
The cocoa butter smell of suntan lotion.
I do, I love hair metal.
And disco. Who doesn't smile when they hear disco?
And these. I don't buy them often, but they taste like childhood. I never pass up pistachio fluff with graham cracker crust either.
Comedies--a pastoral British drama is always lovely, but I watch equal parts Will Farrell and Ben Stiller AND Colin Firth and James McAvoy.
Reading the tabloid covers while waiting in line at the grocery store.
Spill it, reader. What are your guilty pleasures?