Long gone are the days of of Mr. Webster. It's Wikipedia we now hold a shrine to. I was challenged to make a list of my guilty pleasures by a group of friends. For everyone else, it turned into a laundry of list of things they just liked. Before going any further and rattling off a list of things I simply liked, or loved for that matter, I made sure to clarify what a guilty pleasure actually was. It's tougher than you think. Thank you Blackberry (iphone-ers don't hate. I still love my Blackberry.).
Why 8? Because 5 and 10 are overused.
2. The Bachelor/Bachelorette. I will not apologize for my transgressions.
3. French fries loaded with salt. Layer upon layer.
4. Colbert/Stewart DVR marathons through the sleepless night.
5. Eating cookies in bed, sleeping in the crumbs.
6. Singing in my car. If you heard me sing you would know why it is guilt-laden.
7. Walking around my house in the nu. No explanation needed.
8. Girly-scented lotions and potions. I have a lot.
