Just when I think I’ll swear off being a Swiftie forever, Taylor hits us with a new song and, god-bless her cats and chokers, it’s a good one.
mic-drop that thanggg, gurl!
Where were you the moment you heard her new single?
The car? The store? YouTube? The tub, with a candle lit and a bag of Milano cookies, half-eaten, leaving crumbs near the wine glass balancing precociously on the counter?
Nevermind that last one…
I was in the car and only heard the last minute or so of the song and I thought to myself, “Pshhh, okay–what the shit is this?”
And then I went home, fired up the old laptop, began on yet another paper for my Credentials and Masters program, and decided, “Eh, why the hell not?” and YouTube’d her song. It was only the lyric-version, but HOLY HELL.
Upon hearing the whole thing, I nearly peed. I finally got it.
I understood that she was, effectively, making fun of herself and calling herself out so as to ward off the people who were already doing so.
Kimye called her a snake? BAM, here we go with the snake imagery.
The media insinuates that she spends money on “buying” her squad? BAM, here we are with a squad-manufacturing company and her literally sitting and BURNING MONEY in the palm of her hand.
And then I replayed the song a gazillion times while I typed on and on and on about the philosophy of discipline in my classroom.
cheers to you, tay-tay!
I have to say, I was mildly surprised. Normally, when someone is playing the victim, they turn the narrative on those who attack so they can perpetually be not at fault for their actions or a situation they caused.
But this song confirmed to me what I had been thinking all along: she’s due for another album and she can either go with the norm, writing frivolous and catchy songs about the men and women who wronged her, or, she could woman-up, take responsibility for her actions, and own it.
And oh, she did.
I can tell you honestly that I don’t know when her new album comes out, and having heard “…Ready For It?”, I am thrilled to listen to the album in full and truly appreciate the evolution of Miss Taylor Swift.
And it got me thinking: this notion of owning it and stopping haters from hate hate hating by understanding the things being said about you and staying above the nonsense. I love it.
We’ve all been there: boy drama, girl drama, family drama, work drama, basically, all the dramas. And for the most part, humans are very self-preservating. And they don’t like to be wrong. Or called out. Or called vicious names…in high school…like Cake Face or Casper the Friendly Ghost…but I digress.
But if I own it, if I can own that people are always going to have something to say, whether you’re right or wrong, helps you out in the long run!
So the next time someone wants to hate on you, your hair, your face, who you love or how you live your life, just own it. Say, “Hey, I get it. You don’t understand me, and that’s fine. But I accept my flaws. I know who I am and I love me and for that I say, GOOD DAY, SIR!”
Good luck out there, loves. And just remember, you’ll never go out of style, to me. You’ll never be the teardrops on my guitar. Y’all leave me enchanted and when we get out of the woods, and everything has changed, then you can always begin again.
And yes, I just Google’d every Taylor Swift song ever so I could write that for you.
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