You know how sometimes it’s the things that you really shouldn’t love that can give you the greatest happiness? The stupid indulgences, the ‘uncool’ things, or maybe just the downright weird… Yep, we’ve all got our guilty pleasures…
Any British kid growing up in the the 2000s will know exactly who I’m talking about. I loved them then and I love them now, Duncan was my very first crush and their songs never fail to make me smile. Plus they’re going on tour soon!! Anyone want to come with me? Anyone? You know you want to.
*Ahem* hear me out on this one okay. When I was at secondary school it felt like I was competing in rowing races around the UK pretty much every weekend, so seemingly every weekend I would find myself staying in a Premier Inn. The bed was always big and comfortable, I could watch TV from bed and eat as much as I wanted from the breakfast buffet – a teenager’s ideal? I reckon so. It was always kind of comforting for me that each hotel is exactly the same, and I felt a sense of familiarity as I travelled around from place to place. On the coach home last week I found myself reminiscing as I passed one and I couldn’t help but smile.
…Cadbury’s Mini Eggs
Normally I’m a bit of a chocolate snob, I like my chocolate with a high percentage and preferably Lindt or Green & Blacks. Then, once a year this little thing called Easter rolls around and for the few months preceeding the shops are full of Mini Eggs which I’ve always had a soft spot for. Now that I’ve worked on ditching my food fears I am able to enjoy them again guilt free! Well, kind of. The chocolate snob in me does quiver slightly…
…Long plane journeys
An excuse not to do anything productive and sleep/watch films at my will? And then when I wake up I’m in a new exciting location? Well okay then. I know I know, the food is trashy, the air is recycled and you’re squashed into an uncomfortable chair for a zillion hours too many. I. Don’t. Care. I love it so. And who doesn’t love people watching in airports beforehand? C’mon.
Yup. Sometimes I’d rather love to be a US blogger, shopping at Wholefoods and TJs, eating Justin’s almond butter willy nilly, snacking on Quest bars, ordering in from chipotle, spending my days at one of the countless CrossFit affiliates, shovelling mountains of snow from my driveway because it does actually snow properly at my fake imaginery home… You get the picture. Not that I’m stereotyping or anything here… But a girl can dream. Until she remembers that she’s British, lives in a flat, has to order Quest bars intermittently from Amazon and gets excited about less than 1cm from snow. Ah well.
…Made in Chelsea
Pure trashy absolutely awful brilliant escapism. Enough said.
…Getting ready for bed at 9.30pm
I may be in my early 20s and living in the biggest city in the UK but sometimes I’m just exhausted and need a lot of sleep… And getting up early does make you feel kinda smug (even though I’m not currently managing it…)
On that note, it’s Wednesday night and I’m sleepy… Good job Amanda’s given me cause to simply think out loud today.
Tell me some of your guilty pleasures