OK! Confesses Pop Culture Guilty Pleasures in Honor of National Honesty Day

Got a pop culture guilty pleasure that you're afraid to admit? Don't we all! Today is National Honesty Day—the day to rid yourself of all the unbelievable and unmaintainable secrets. You can't keep your passionate love for 90s boy bands hidden forever. 

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Because we're always into giving honest answers, we stopped hiding behind our popcorn bowls and decided to air out all our pop culture guilty pleasures once and for all. 

Kaitlin, Senior Editor—A Walk to Remember. I watch this every time I catch it on TV (and saw it twice in theaters). The whole time I watch it, I'm like, man, this dialogue is terrible. Man, Mandy Moore is kind of awkward in this. "I do not need a reason to be angry with God!" Man, that is bad. And yet I cry when she gets really sick, and Shane West is really hot, and if this Nicholas Sparks movie hadn't happened, we never would have gotten The Notebook. So, I can admit that I love it.

Aaron, OK! Contributing Writer—Diane Keaton was never on my radar—until just recently when she appeared on The Ellen DeGeneres Show. Why did she suddenly become a blip? Well, first of all she was drinking wine on-air, which gives her automatic bonus points in my book. But when she started talking about tantric sex in between sips, she suddenly became the funniest actress I've seen on a talk show in a long time! 

Lauren Brown, Site Director—I am obsessed with the movie from the '80s called For Keeps. It stars Molly Ringwald as a high school overachiever who gets pregnant by her very cute, doting and supportive boyfriend played by my other random obsession—Randall Batinkoff. This was DECADES before Teen Mom. And I couldn't get enough. I know this movie by heart. Sure, they had their struggles for two high school seniors with a baby but they really loved each other and my 12-year-old self was in AWE. Think 16 and Pregnant with a happy ending . . . and hot shower scenes like this:

Haley, Entertainment Editor—I was obsessed with all things Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen. They're only a year older than me so I felt like I grew up with them, ya know? I remember getting their autobiography as a gift for Chanukah one year and I still want to visit Atlantis to this day because of Holiday In the Sun. I had the Barbies, too. I was way too old for Barbies when they came out but I had them anyway. Don't judge.

Lea, Video Editor—My favorite movie is What Happens In Vegas. Yes, I'm for real. Putting Cameron Diaz and Ashton Kutcher is a genius comedic pairing in my mind. And there has never been a stronger supporting team than the best friends of Rob Corddry and Lake Bell. Sure, the premise might be a tiny far fetched. Two bummed New Yorkers separately take a trip to Vegas, wind up being double booked in the most gorgeous room on the strip, drown their sorrows in many of the alcohol beverages only Las Vegas can provide leading to an inevitable one night stand, and then just as they are deciding to never speak again, stumble upon a fortune of 3 million dollars. 

A court case and true tale of romance later and you have yourself the best romantic comedy of our time. I've never laughed harder at a rom com that still manages to have a lot of heart. 

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Victoria, Editorial Assistant—Whenever View From the Top is on TV, I will be parked on the couch for the entire movie. It's not that I'm super devoted to the plot line, I just really like her hair and makeup. I'm constantly trying to figure out how Gwyneth Paltrow can get her hair up so high when she's working for Sierra. Like, how is that even possible? I'm also obsessed with her ridiculous costumes and laugh at every joke that Mike Myers makes. Every. Single. One. And for the topper? Mark Ruffalo's cute face doesn't hurt either.

Kelli, Fashion and Beauty Editor—I'm addicted to the show Russian Dolls. When are they bringing back another season because I need my Brighton Beach drama and heavy lip liner fix!

What's your pop culture guilty pleasure? Tweet @OKMagazine and leave a comment below.