When 20-year-old leukemia patient Ben received a surprise visit from Taylor Swift at Boston Children’s hospital last month, he’d been in the process of learning to play Adele’s “Someone Like You” on the piano. A nurse had brought a keyboard to the hospital to help him pass some time while recovering from a bone marrow transplant, and he’d been writing down the notes of the song on blank staff paper as he learned it. When Taylor dropped by, she asked him to play a song for her. What followed was a magical moment that made Ben feel, according to the Huffington Post, “like the luckiest person in the world for days afterward.” In case that wasn’t amazing enough in itself, Ben also got a hug from Taylor when the camera stopped rolling. His cancer is currently in full remission! [Huffington Post]
Taylor Swift has been spotted carrying Olivia Benson the cat around on her arm twice in one week, and the habit was beginning to rub off on other celebrities (and basically build into one of the greatest mysteries of our time). In earth-shattering news, Taylor explained to “Access Hollywood” that the reason for the feline accessorizing is that Olivia hates spending time in her cat carrier. “She freaks out when she’s in there. So I was just like, ‘OK, all right, we’re gonna just do this!’…It was like a ten foot walk from my door to the car! What I thought was funny about those pictures is that, like, the cat is looking straight at the cameras!” So now we know for sure that Olivia is not a perfect robot-cat who never goes on a whiny scratching fest and that she has an untapped talent for modeling. Now that Taylor mentions it, that pink contraption behind her in the picture does look like a cat carrier wielded by an assistant. Now, only one question remains — where on earth is Meredith? [ABC News; Refinery 29]
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I don’t know what it is about these pop stars carrying their cats around in public, but it’s definitely an official thing now. Taylor Swift has been spotted carrying her kitten (charmingly named Olivia Benson) around town this past week, and Kesha carted her kitty around LAX on yesterday because hey, it’s a trendy look now, right? Taylor gets a few extra points because Olivia matches her outfits better, but I’m loving the pink on Ke$ha anyway so we’ll let it slide. How do I get into the cat-carrying street style club? Also, how do they get those cats to hold so still instead of going haywire and hissing? This is a clique I totally want to join. [The Gloss] [Image via INF Daily]
I’ll know I have arrived in life when 1) I find a cat that allows me to casually carry him/her down the street on my arm without scratching me and 2) that cat perfectly matches my sartorial choices. Who needs a cute purse when you can accessorize with a critter that will love you back? Clearly, Taylor already has my wildest cat lady dream all figured out, and is pulling off the ever-elusive “plaid for sophisticated people” vibe on top of it. I want to be her even more at this moment than when she had access to the Kennedy compound. [Image via AKM-GSI]
I woke up this morning to a frantic slew of text messages from one of my best girlfriends – the Taylor Swift to my Lena Dunham – telling me to “WAKE UP, BABE. SHIT’S GOING DOWN.” She informed me that TSwift’s Rolling Stone interview was finally available online, and embarrassingly, I sprung out of bed like shit was, indeed, going down. Any article about Taylor is bound to be full of quotes that make you tilt your head and squint in confusion, but since she’s recently become a huge style icon, I knew I could expect a few strange Taylorisms about fashion. I wasn’t disappointed.
Along with some spoilers for her upcoming album, some much-coveted info about her dating life, some discussion of her newfound feminism, and further proof that all she really cares about is her cats, we got this fascinating little glimpse into her private life. The interviewer describes Taylor’s New York apartment, eventually landing on this gem. Read more on The Gloss…
Seriously, I am having visceral secondhand discomfort just looking at Taylor wearing a skintight pair of dripping wet jeans on the cover of Rolling Stone. Aside from the obvious — like splinters, vagina waxes, kidney stones, etc. — I can imagine few things more uncomfortable than traipsing around in soaking wet denim. I guess this is why I’m not famous. See a few more shots from the mag after the jump! [Rolling Stone] Keep reading »