Guilty Pleasures

We all have them. Some are more vocal about theirs than others. Whether it’s a terrible 80s pop group or a borderline pornographic comic series, I’m sure you have one or two stuffed away in your closet. Anything bigger than a metaphorical closet becomes a vice and that’s not as fun. So we’ll keep it light today as I bare my soul for the internet.

Guilty Pleasure: Charlotte Dobre

Why I Keep It to Myself: Most of you probably don’t know who Charlotte Dobre is. She is an online presence that reads Reddit posts onscreen and gets alot of mileage out of wedding drama. Her drama is never about her and her friends. She does not trashtalk other Youtubers and generally I find her to be classy. But the stuff she reads is definitely lowbrow. I mean how often can the groom sleep with the bridesmaid?

Guilty Pleasure: Reality TV

Why I Keep It to Myself: Reality TV has garnered a reputation for itself as being very trashy. I can kind of see why. There’s always fighting and also way too  much eyeliner. The housewives are tragically spoiled whether through legitimate ways or less than legal means (as we were shown when Teresa Guidice and her husband went to jail for federal fraud charges). The children on shows like 19 Kids and Counting are forced to be on camera though they are too young to give consent and their parents use them as cash cows. The Biggest Loser makes a spectacle of the very unglamorous and painful journey of losing weight except the trainers push the contestants till they are physically sick (like on their knees vomiting) and even then they are berated because they are not giving it their all. My personal favorite show, Big Brother, isn’t as bad as the other ones. Sixteen people are in a house together where they are constantly on camera with no connection to friends, family or the outside world. Sometimes I envision myself on Big Brother. Then I think it’s better I don’t. I’d be backdoored (i.e. doublecrossed) the first week.

Guilty Pleasure: Tilly Bagshawe

Why I Keep It to Myself: No one can write steamy like Tilly Bagshawe can. But she doesn’t always do happy endings (or happy middles)so these are more than just rom com. More like rom dram (for drama, in case that wasn’t clear) because these books are more than just sex (but there is a lot of sex which is why it’s on the guilty pleasure list).

Guilty Pleasure: Erotic fiction

Why I Keep it to Myself: I used to write it. Because I think some of my family reads this I will not elaborate,

Guilty Pleasure: Monster

Why I Keep it to Myself: Guess what? I broke this guilty pleasure. I haven’t had a Monster since the beginning of March. I do miss it. I miss that jolt it gave me when I was at a concert late or a club and I was fading fast. I also used Monster as a crutch. I felt comfortable with a Monster in my hand, almost invincible. I do know in the past Monster has tripped me into manic episodes and I don’t  miss that. I’d rather be okay and tired than manic and hopped up on Monster.

Guilty Pleasure: Nuts

Why I Keep it to Myself: My mom isn’t a fan of nuts. She says they are caloric and they are very bad for my Crohn’s disease (Alot of things are bad for my Crohn’s disease). Since the Crohn’s seems to be in remission, I do eat nuts, usually buying little bags of peanuts at gas stations. And my stomachs just fine. Still all the nuts at home are stashed away. We have walnuts, almonds, pecans and peanuts. I just have no clue where they are.

Guilty Pleasure: Having the biggest boobs

Why I Keep it to Myself: Because its really fucking weird. That I don’t feel adequate unless I have the biggest boobs. I mean how insecure do you have to be? I think part of it is linked to body dysphoria. I feel ugly when I see another girl with bigger boobs. I don’t resent her; I just covet her body. Because I’m  not happy in mine. 

Guilty Pleasure: Attention

Why I Keep it to Myself: No one wants to admit that they like attention.