I have A LOT of guilty pleasures.
Music by ABBA.
The smell of neoprene.
Shiny black vinyl lingerie.
I’m not a NKOTB fan, nor am I a Justin Bieber Fan.
Although, I did see the Biebs in concert with Barbara and I must say, that boy can sing AND dance.
One thing I’m almost loathe to admit is my fondness for the Royal family.
Yes, that’s right.
I’m not British but I have a “thing” for the Princes and Princesses of England.
It’s embarrassing, really.
But I simply LOVE to see what they are wearing.
I love to watch them get married, settle down, have babies.
Of course it was fun when Prince Harry was partying in Vegas wearing nothing but a hand towel. . .
That happened, right?
I’m sure I can’t find a picture of it anymore, with the Royal family purging their royal escapades.
Anyway, I was happy to surf on in to Princess Eugenie’s wedding to scope out her dress and the dresses of all her guests.
Some looked quite lovely, like Naomi Campbell.
Others, like Peaches Geldolf, not so much.
Anyway, all this is to say that even though I LOVE to watch the Royals, I also HATE my obsession with it and therefore I consider it a VERY DIRTY GUILTY PLEASURE.
I personally think it’s better to live you own life to the fullest every day rather than obsess about the lives of others.
But that’s just me.