A very Swift post

Ever since I started straightening my long blonde hair, cut in a full fringe and developed a penchant for NARS ‘Red Lizard’ lipstick, I have been likened to singer Taylor Swift. 

For me, Taylor is a relatively new one. Over the years I have been told I look like Gwyneth Paltrow, Nicole Kidman, Uma Thurman and, mostly pre-Taylor, Cate Blanchett. When it comes to Taylor, however, I actually get it – and for the first time feel any comparisons are more than skin deep.

In my opinion, Taylor Swift gets a bad rep. She’s rumoured to have dated so many guys she, subsequently, has quite a reputation – as a bunny boiler. This is largely, in part, due to the fact that for every guy she has dated, there’s a song on one of her albums with their name on it – in the case of John Mayer and ‘Dear John’, I mean this quite literally.

Ok, so naming and shaming was perhaps going too far but, of the aforementioned song John Mayer himself claims that, before he heard it, he didn’t realise how Swift felt. "I never got an e-mail. I never got a phone call. I was really caught off-guard”, he told Rolling Stone magazine. Maybe though, John, that was the point?

It’s easy to look at Taylor Swift and think that she has it all; beauty, success, awards, millions in the bank… and a black book that includes Jake Gyllenhall, Taylor Lautner and Harry Styles. What if, though, she can attract these men, date them happily, but find it hard to talk to them. Really talk.

Believe me, I know the feeling. I can attract men, date them happily, but even an ex-boyfriend once told me that when he first said he loved me, I looked at him like he was crazy. I don’t know about that, but I do remember saying nothing in response for what he, later, told me were the longest ten seconds of his life. ‘Crazy’ thing was, I loved him too, I just couldn’t put it into words. Even in present day, my friends say my inability to talk to men I find attractive has to be seen to be believed. 

In the case of my ex, I got over my selective mutism – it’s a lot easier to figure out the words when you know they want to hear them. But what if they don’t? In Taylor’s case a lot of her songs, to me, sound like she’s trying to rationalize events in her head, trying to understand what happened and, more importantly, what went wrong.

It all makes sense to me – it helps, I should know. During an on/off relationship with an ex a couple of years ago I, true to form, found it very difficult to explain what I was feeling about our ‘situation’. I knew he read my blog though, and subsequently said it through the medium of social media. It actually helped him understand me and is, I think, probably the reason we’re still friends to this day. 

When Taylor can’t say it, she sings it (I would if I could but, trust me with my voice, no one wants to hear that) and when I can’t express it, I write it.  When you add in the fact that a lot of Taylor’s songs about her exes, I can assign to an ex in my life, I think it’s pretty clear that we’re maybe kindred spirits.

I have the hair, the fringe and the complicated love life. Now all I need is for my experiences with men to conjure up my own millions but, short of becoming a high-class escort, there sadly doesn’t seem much chance of that. 

But I'll keep you posted... 


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