It's hard to define a guilty pleasure. I'm the world's biggest Madonna fan, but she makes enough harebrained decisions that I can consider my fandom guilt-tinged from time to time. Is it even fun to love wholly flawless things? I would think not.

The bottom line is you can't help but love dubious TV, music, and movies from time to time. You could even argue that entertainment of questionable quality is more unpredictable than our most universally beloved multimedia. Say what you will about "Grey's Anatomy," but it will never settle for a lukewarm season finale. Not once. Not ever.

Today we reflect on 2014 and rack up our greatest guilty pleasures. What were yours?