Let me take a deep breath. The first item from my shame-ber is actually a combination of three items, which on their own cause either no embarrassment at all, or just mild embarrassment.
EQUALS An embarrassingly good time!
I love getting drunk on PBR, eating Taco Bell and singing along to the Moulin Rouge soundtrack at the top of my lungs. I wouldn’t EVER EVER want anyone to see me indulge in this behavior. And how about the strange combination of hipster, white-trash, and girly-girl favorites? I’m not sure what this says about me… except that I am very easily amused, and possibly deeply disturbed.
OK, who’s next??