We all have them. We don’t talk about them, usually preferring to enjoy them in the privacy of our own homes. Sometimes we enjoy them in public, whether it be a good yet cheesy movie, or a decadent dessert.
One such dessert that comes to mind is Stick Toffee Pudding from the Schlafly restaurants in St. Louis, Missouri. It’s so incredibly decadent and rich, I can’t eat an entire order myself, and that’s saying a lot.
Other guilty pleasures are definitely not things you want to admit to. What comes to mind first for me is bad tv. Really bad tv. The kind of tv you almost can’t even believe you’re watching yet next thing you know it’s two hours later. I find myself getting sucked into shows when flicking through the channels. I have tv shows I enjoy and admit to watching, and those I try not to acknowledge, yet I still enjoy watching them. Guilty pleasures.
Movies can be the same way. I love me a really bad movie. We’re talking possibly not even to the level of a B movie bad, although a decidedly B movie is just as enjoyable. It can be embarrassing to catch an obscure reference to a movie that no one admits to ever having seen. Campy sci-fi movies (“Alien Nation” with it’s equally campy tv spinoff or any of a number of alien invasion movies), “dick flicks” (such as the cult classic “Army of Darkness” or the really awful “Soldier“), cheesy action flicks, sappy movies, “chick flicks” (pick a Lifetime movie, any Lifetime movie), bad musicals (“The Pirate Movie” anyone?), I’ve enjoyed them all, even if I’ll never admit it in conversation.