Eating raw cookie dough.
Eating raw cookie dough in front of ‘Cold Case’.
Reading chicklit books with implausible plot lines and terrible titles.
Watching an entire season of Friends all in one go even though they’re really dated and you’ve seen them a million times already.
Watching ’90’s at 9′ on Music Max and singing along with every cringeworthy dorky boy band or power ballad.
Listening to the track below four or five times in a row on your iPod and maybe even singing it loudly in the car as well. With the volume cranked up. And the windows open. And actions.
Guilty pleasures. We all have ’em.