Recently, I realized that there are more than a few things that I enjoy with shame. You know what I am talking about. The shows that you watch with your hand over the channel change button in case someone comes in or the music you listen to only with headphones. But why is this? Obviously, if these things are still being produced then I can’t be alone. So I decided to come clean about the things I am embarrassed about to the two of you who read this blog. You can let me know in the comments if I am alone in these pleasures or you can even use this as a sort of confessional about your own shameful methods of entertainment. This is a judge-free zone.
10. Chick Lit – Anyone who has been to a bookstore with me can tell you that my method of browsing is shameful. I keep my eye open for pink covers and curly fonts. I feel that with a BA in English I should find more enjoyment in highbrow literature, but I still revert to my rosy bookshelf when I have free time. I constantly thanked heaven for Jane Austen being considered an appropriate subject for theses.
9. Bollywood Dance Workout- Look it up. I dare you not to enjoy working out to these.
8. Say Yes to the Dress- I am not ashamed of watching this show. I AM ashamed of the four hour marathons, though. And I’m ashamed of the realization that I will be one of those brides who cries in the showroom because I can’t make a decision.
7. Time Life commercials- If I am flipping through the channels late at night and one of these infomercials for a compilation CD is on, I will always stop. What can I say? I love having Malt Shoppe Memories one line of a song at time.
6. Taylor Swift- My shame here lies in the fact that I am not a fifteen-year-old girl and that I already own the two singles from her yet unreleased album. And I like them.
5. Dance movies- No matter how bad the movie is, I will watch any dance movie for the last fifteen minutes. (See: the rain scene in Step Up 2: The Streets, the onstage-sex-ballet in Center Stage, the ménage à tango in Take the Lead)
4. Vampire Diaries- This one has a lot of things working against it: Vampires, primetime soap, audience mainly comprising of tween girls, CW. But it’s like Pringles, once you pop, the fun don’t stop. I watched one episode and got hooked. And no, it wasn’t just because of this.
3. Kesha- The very definition of “dirty pirate hooker”. I am well aware that she cannot sing to save her life, that her lyrics include dental hygiene by whiskey, and that she lusts after Mick Jagger (shudder), but I can’t help myself. I too want to party ‘til the po-po shut us down.
2. This song- Call it nostalgia, call it a weird affinity for really kitschy stuff from the 80s, call it bad taste in music, call it whatever you want, but I love this song. The truly embarrassing factor is the lengths I took to track down a downloadable version of the song and album artwork.
1. Bones fanfiction – Disgrace numero uno. I am too ashamed to even explain what it is. Just look it up. (Hangs head in shame). But also remember that people have to write it in order for me to read it.
So there you have it. Can we still be friends?
