Jon and I were watching a comedian recently that had come highly recommended as “absolutely hilarious.” I made it through five minutes before I couldn’t take it anymore. Read More My Feminist Hat
Dear Persephoneers, today I’m thinking about guilty pleasures.
The phrase “guilty pleasure” gets thrown around a lot, whether it’s about loving America’s Next Top Model, a Ke$ha song, or eating at Taco Bell. P-Mag even has a slew of posts tagged with it. However, when it comes to the things that entertain us or otherwise make us happy, I say that there is no such thing as a guilty pleasure. Nope. It’s time to re-frame our thinking. It’s time to own our interests.
It’s taken me nine years, but I’m ready to go public. Enya is a total BAMF. Read More Enya, the Post-New Age Punk
Ghost Hunters, on SciFi (I refuse to spell it their way!), is a reality show that follows The Atlantic Paranormal Society (or TAPS) as they travel the country visiting haunted houses and locations. Read More Guilty Pleasures: Ghost Hunters
I bought Reality Bites on VHS in 1995, when I was 16, in those primitive days when you had to wait around a year to see a movie you’d missed in the theater. As I paid, my dad asked the sales clerk what it was about. “It’s a minor slacker film that teens seem to love,” the clerk sighed, rolling his eyes.
Actually, I’m not even sure I can count this as a guilty “pleasure” because an episode of House Hunters (on HGTV) usually ends up with me yelling at my TV. So”¦ more guilty, less pleasure. Read More Guilty Pleasures: House Hunters
Praise be to Daiya! Lactose intolerant rejoice! Finally, a vegan cheese worth bragging about has arrived on the market. Let’s be real here ““ many vegan cheeses get the texture, smell, and taste way wrong. Embarrassingly wrong. Read More Dairy and Lactose Be Damned! (Vegan) Cheese-Drenched Munchies for the Rest of Us