#GuiltyPleasureConfessional: My Addiction to Coffee, Wit, and Gilmore Girls

When your adolescence was rooted in the 90’s and you’re Black, there are several television shows that you likely set the kitchen timer for. Let’s see if I can name a few, hmmmmm? Family Matters? Hangin’ with Mr. Cooper? The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air? Any of those ring a bell? Of course they do. If not for nostalgia, then quite possibly because syndication is both a gift and a curse. What about the other shows? You know, the ones where we were less represented or not represented at all, but you LOVED them. I had those shows, my guilty pleasure shows that either no one knew about or only a select few were in on it because they were fans as well. Okay, let me name a few of those for you. Dawson’s Creek. Friends. Buffy the Vampire Slayer and it’s spin-off Angel. Maybe you were a Felicity fan? I don’t know. I’m here to help you let go of the shame, though. Honestly, I’m here as one of very few Black people I know who own up to their love for a show that fits this category. A show that was a step off point for possibly one of the funniest actors of our time and another “scandalous” TV lawyer. I am here to profess my love for a TV show that got it’s start in 1999, lasted 7 amazing seasons and is now getting it’s full reunion/revial on with Netflix: Gilmore Girls!

Just in case you’re all like “WTH is wrong with your Black ass right now? Gilmore Girls, really,” let me tell you that I don’t condone “show-shaming” and YOU DON’T KNOW MY LIFE! Okay… Here’s the premise. Coffee loving sin…