And it turns out that I am:
Oscar Wilde: The Portrait of Dorian Gray. You are a horror novel from the world of dandies, rich pretty boys, art and aesthetics, and intellectual debates between ethical people and decadent pleasure-seekers. You value beauty and pleasure but realize their dangers, as well.
Which literature classic are you?
And we could chat for a while about how this is like me and how it's not, but I'll spare you. I have mad love for Oscar Wilde (sometime I'll tell you about the time I got drunk and went to Lady Windermere's Fan in London), so I'm happy.