I am a huge Taylor Swift fan.
I can’t honestly say I’ve been there from the very beginning or that I spend the most on merch or that I know everything about her.
I won’t say that Taylor is perfect or that she always says the right thing or that she is always in the right.
I won’t even say that I love every single song she puts out.
(Example: to this day I still don’t really like Welcome to New York from 1989 and was incredibly worried I wouldn’t like the album. I did.)
I will say, however, that Taylor has been a ray of sunshine on many of my days and I think that, if given the chance, we could be good friends. She’s kind, fierce, shares love through presents, and invites people into her life and home to share happiness.
And I will say she’s my inspiration for an obsession with red lipstick.
I came into the Swift-sphere around Fearless when I definitely wasn’t fearless but wanted to be. This album was one to drive around to, even though I didn’t have a car yet. I wasn’t really a music-lover like I am today, but I loved (and still love) the easy listening and effortless acceptance of being a hopeless romantic. I was a freshman in high school, and my worries were small.
Speak Now was the era where I first saw her in action, live from AT&T Stadium from the nosebleeds. My neighbor asked me to take her daughter and I jumped at the chance for free tickets, parking, and a good time. I wore a flowy dress and cowboy boots, and sang along to the big hits that I knew (and mumbled along to the rest). As with Fearless, I didn’t gain a true appreciation until later in my fan-career. However, I will always remember the passion of a girl with 13 written on her hand and how I knew I’d always want more. She was larger than life but constantly showed us that we were more similar than different.
I love the Red era, and I absolutely regret not going to the concert (especially because Ed Sheeran was opening). While I wish I could go back in time and change my mind, I mark this as a turning point in my life where I used to not be comfortable going to shows alone. Now I’m “fearless” enough to stand by myself in a crowd, knowing I’m not truly alone.
1989 is when I came truly into my own as a Swiftie.
Heather (who had a Taylor Swift-inspired 22nd birthday) and I sat on the floor for the 1989 World Tour. We dressed up in all black, sporting some pretty wicked eyeliner from her Bad Blood music video, to sing until we lost our voices. We joined the Tumblr fandom (*guilty*). She sang about being yourself, and all the other things I’d always loved her for. While she changed, she stayed the same, just like me. She showed us how to stand up for what we believe in, and stay grounded during in our successes. She showed us that it is still okay to be unsure with who you are or what you are doing.
Between now and then, she has had her moments in the negative spotlight and I don’t want to get started on that. No matter what, I will always love the girl that stalks her fans (lovingly) on Tumblr, holds surprise meet & greets for fans after shows, and encourages us to pursue happiness.
I’m excited about this era because, honestly, I missed her. I’ve missed squealing over new outfits and new songs and new moments of happiness. She’s growing up. So are we. While I can tell you that it’s going to be different, I can tell you that it’s going to still be the girl trying to find herself alongside the rest of us.
So many people see the single Look What You Made Me Do as Swift’s wrath-filled revenge track, but I see it as a girl showing the world how she believes that she (and we) are worth fighting for. She shouldn’t have to defend herself, and neither should you.
Until then, you can find me refreshing the Vevo Lyric Video to get points for priority ticket-buying on Ticketmaster and waiting until the music video launches tonight.
Self promo: click on this link to register and give me points https://tswft.co/alli-1
You’re also welcome to venmo me money so that I can afford the sweat-shirt I want 😉
Haven’t checked out the Vevo Lyric Video? Check it out below: