Everyone has a guilty pleasure, right?
Something they don’t necessarily admit to a stranger as the first thing to tell them, but something that their best friend will know?
I have more than a few. I knit and I’m almost 40, and I used to own a cat–stupid stereotype. I like to cook, love board games, and have an unhealthy obsession with movies and tv.
Certain shows, no matter how many times you’ve seen them, you always stop at, right? Another broadcast of Bring It On, or Legally Blonde, or Firefly/Serenity. The private DVD stash of Girls Just Want To Have Fun, Zorro: The Gay Blade, and Clueless. Things you hide in the back of the drawer but can quote word for word?
I can’t help it. I admit it. I love Cher. I love Christina Aguilera’s music, and as an actress she grows on you. I adore Stanley Tucci. McSteamy makes an appearance. And Cam Gigandet? Yummy. I love the bawdy dance numbers. I love the corny lyrics. I love the predictable plot. I just adore the movie.
I have to go now. They’re talking about “air rights” again….