An open letter to anyone embarrassed to eat something …
Remember those old Pepperidge Farm commercials with a woman enjoying—perhaps a bit too much—her Milano cookies? The ones she takes from a bag she’s hidden somewhere neither her kids nor her husband can find. Or the one where her bag is missing a few cookies and she wonders who the culprit is …
You ever wonder why she felt the need to hide the bag? Am I missing something? Is she supposed to feel guilty for enjoying the little bit of pleasure that sandwich cookie brings her? Or is it just because she doesn’t want to share. Give the kids the cheap, store bought brand and keep the good ones for yourself.
Well, I think it’s about time the Milano cookie lady became friends with the woman in the Carl’s Junior commercials … which, BTW, I tried to embed but ran into issues with my firewall … yea. If you know, you know.
Alas, she doesn’t seem to harbor any guilt whatsoever about enjoying herself. Although I’ve never seen anyone eat a cheeseburger or any other food item quite like that. I wonder where the producers found her. I wonder how many burgers they had to make for that 30 second spot. I wonder if she even ate any of the said burger(s). Probably not.
Sadly, I have to admit, I feel for the Milano lady … as I think many women do. And quite frankly, I find it absurd that so many women think they need to hide the pleasure they gain from enjoying something delicious. As if it makes them weak. I mean you don’t see people stashing bags of celery away in secret hideouts—or do you? Just a little something to think about …
Sometimes, a guilty pleasure can be worth every penny—especially if it empowers you.
So, go forth ladies … heed the lessons from the Carl’s Junior lady and stop hiding your guilty pleasures … enjoy life. Enjoy that cheeseburger, or celery, as it may be 😉
Cover image, yep, that’s me honing my inner Carl Junior’s lady vibe : )
DISCLAIMER: I’m a writer and an editor. And I try my best to make sure every post is articulate and free from errors. However, being that I edit my own work—and it’s next to impossible to properly edit your own work—I admit, occasionally there may be an error or two I miss. But doing so doesn’t make me an idiot so don’t be mean. Just smile, pat yourself on the back for finding an error and be glad you’re not the only one who makes mistakes sometimes … xoxox
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