Big words. Small words. Words that read the same backwards and
forwards. Obscure words that we’ve never heard before. (Turn to page
110 if you’d like to know what ‘borborygmus’ means, for instance.)
But however much we like words – and this issue, as ever, is full
of them, so you know we do – there’s one pairing we’re not quite
so fond of: ‘guilty pleasure’. The thrown-about phrase suggests
something that brings you joy should actually be kept on the
down low, lest you cause others to smirk and titter at your expense.
A cheesy daytime soap you’ve come to love. Instant powdered
coffee sipped from a souvenir mug. Staying in your pajamas all
day because you can’t be arsed choosing an outfit.
Having spent countless hours scoffing MILO straight from the tin
while devouring old episodes of The Nanny with equal fervour,
we’re inclined to believe the concept of a ‘guilty pleasure’ is utter
tripe. There’s no shame in treating yourself to something that
makes you smile (and who decides which pleasures are ‘guilty’,
anyway?), so proudly snip your split ends while you listen to top-
pop, and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.
After all, if we all had the same hobbies and tastes, the world would
be a very boring place.
xx Sophie and the frankie team
we love words
around these parts.
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