It’s taken me a long time to realize that there is no shame in liking something you really have no good reason to like.
I guess you can call that embracing a guilty pleasure, but I don’t see it that way exactly. It’s more a matter of deciding once and for all that taste is subjective and if some cheesy soft-rock ballad works for you — against all logic — well, then it works for you. No need to second guess it.