While your fave flop shares cover space with Kim Kardashian in Us Weekly and Star magazine, Taylor Swift is the February cover girl for Vogue.
The feature article in the glossy fashion mag covers all the predictable shit like, “I was so awkward and lame in high school and now I’m in Vogue I just can’t believe it wow omg“, but it also offers up some details on Taylor’s next musical masterpiece, which will take on a mature new direction by tackling the perils of heartbreak.
“There’s just been this earth-shattering, not recent, but absolute crash-and-burn heartbreak,” she says, “and that will turn out to be what the next album is about. The only way that I can feel better about myself—pull myself out of that awful pain of losing someone—is writing songs about it to get some sort of clarity.”
How very Adele of her. Will Tay Tay’s next album be the country-pop equivalent of 21?
An album full of Taylor playing the victim and crying about whichever A-list celebrity she dated that week not calling her back could make for a pretty amazing record, but it could also be incredibly annoying. I love “Dear John” as much as the next person, but I’m not sure if I’m ready for an entire album of it. Speak Now was quite romantic and whimsical, so I hope Taylor continues that onto her next record.
I’m not worried though. Taylor’s done a remarkable job at evolving with each new album, while still retaining the essence of what made everybody love her in the first place, so I’m confident that Princess Tay Tay will pull off her next record like a pro.
I’m also keeping my fingers crossed that the new album includes a song about Jake Gyllenhaal’s penis. Who’s with me?