Confessional...The Guilty Pleasure

These are the things I rarely like to admit to and neither do you. Admit it. There are some things that you know you should not love but that you do love...like Peeps. No, I do not love Peeps. I find marshmallows foul and utterly revolting. Even on s'mores these days. Even in hot chocolate, which I made the mistake of ruining my hot chocolate the other day with stupid marshmallows. And so Peeps are not a guilty pleasure for me, but they might be for you because they are gross and you shouldn't enjoy them but you do.

I digress, as per usual. Here are some of my guilty pleasures, as per category:

Movies/television...
Save the Last Dance (and really all bad dance movies...Step Up, anyone?). Come on...who can resist it? Because even if the lines are cheesy and the acting is questionable, the dancing is awesome. And in the end, that's all that matters, really.

Clueless and Mean Girls and Easy A. I think I'm probably too old for this sort of nonsense, but I actually think these three shows are both hilarious and smart. And I love them. Clueless = my generation meets Emma (genius! And I love Cher!!!). Mean Girls = Tina Fey...need I say more? (Not to mention Rachel McAdams who is my favorite in this movie, so I guess I did need to say more.) Easy A = Scarlett Letter meets your all American good girl and what isn't to love, especially Miss Emma Stone, who is quickly becoming my all time favorite actress.

Project Runway. This show is a fave. It's sort of shallow, I agree. And sometimes I think that they need to chill out and not take it all so so so seriously. I mean, really just get a life because they are clothes, people, but I do enjoy seeing what the contestants sew up!

Books/magazines...
Mary Higgins Clark novels...at one time, anyway. Truth be told, I haven't read one in a long time. But I think I read everything she had written up to that point by the time I graduated high school. The stuff is sexist crap about women who need to be saved by a knight in shining armor, but I really ate that up when I was seventeen.

Gossip magazines, like People and such. I try to avoid them because more and more the gossip just really bothers me and I pretty much couldn't care less about the Kardashian clan. Really wouldn't mind if that name never crossed my ears again. But then again, I do love seeing pictures of celebs in fancy clothing and, well, I do sort of enjoy seeing a fancy wedding photo here and there.

Novels in the mystery/thriller genre. I've read very very few books in this category that are in any way cerebral and/or original. Formulaic is the key to these bad boys. I should know because I have read more than my far share. And yet I cannot stop myself from reading them. I say I will swear them off, and then I find myself reading yet another. Why can't I quit you mystery/thriller? (You knew I was going to go there.)

Foods/beverages...
Nutella and bananas. Or Nutella and peanut butter sandwiches. Now it isn't that others don't love this stuff together, too, because you'd have to be out of your mind not to love them. But, as a rule, I don't do it because I'd probably be stuffing myself with this all day every day. Especially the Nutella/banana combo since that is a little bite of heavenly goodness. My waist line thanks me for not indulging my palette.

Speaking of food combos, have you ever tried spreading some peanut butter onto bread...white bread for this particular dish, thanks...and then placing some sliced dill pickle on top. I know you think I'm disgusting, but it's not too shabby! You will go and try it, now. I know you will.

Coke. I indulged a little over the holidays. But I'm off it again. It's my most worst most detrimental guilty pleasure. Booooo! Why does it have to be so darn good???