There may have been a night back in 2009 when I found myself at a Taylor Swift concert, having a great time and hating myself for it. That’s the thing with Taylor Swift — it’s just not cool to like her. She sings about boys (so many boys!) and emotions (so many emotions!) and getting snubbed and, come on, aren’t we all a little better than that? Like, maybe when we were 14 it would have been more socially acceptable to admit to sitting alone on a Saturday night waiting for some dude to text us, but now that we’re semi-adults that is a huge no-no. We are strong, self-empowered women who do not let our happiness be determined by a guy.
I know the argument, I’ve heard it before. Taylor Swift is the tween who never grew up, the girl who never got over the fact that so-and-so did her wrong. Whatever. Homegirl dated Jake Gyllenhaal and for that I will eternally tip my hat to her.
What I’m trying to say here — in way too many words — is that Taylor Swift isn’t as “hip” as Radiohead. Liking her won’t earn you any hipster street cred. But, gosh, sometimes it’s fun to just geek out and sing into your hairbrush. Her newest single, “State of Grace,” is super catchy and really good; I suggest you all take off your judgmental hats for a moment and give into the cotton candy-ness of it all. Thank me later when you’re heart is sparkling.