Before I start I would like to wish my Dad a happy birthday! Alas, he will never see this, but it is the thought that counts.
Today epitomises (for me anyway) why this is called a blogging challenge. The past couple of days are getting me to really think about myself… I think I will know myself better after this.
I don’t have many guilty pleasures, I guess as I’m growing up I give less of a fuck what people think about the things I like.
I’m sitting here trying to think of something… the only thing that comes to mind is the “chick flick” film genre.
When I was younger, I really despised “chick flicks”, this was become of the dumb title somebody in the film industry chose to give the genre but I was too young to separate the title from the content. I decided to hate “chick flicks”
Now, since I’m not like, 14 or whatever I know that they can be separated and there is nothing wrong with this film genre anyway. Saying that, I still think that my past self still internally cringes a little bit at the fact that every Christmas I find myself watching “The Holiday” at one point or another.
So yeah, long story short, I think that “chick flicks” are my (growing less guilty) guilty pleasure.
Until next time,