January is Taylor Swift month in the Green household. If, like me, you have three young daughters, then every month for the last ten years has been Taylor Swift month. Still, Swift’s new album, Reputation, has driven the Swiftometer to an all-time high. Three copies arrived by courier on release day—one each, to avoid blood being spilt on the lyric book. Since then, the house has echoed to the thud of beatz from closed bedrooms and mealtime discussions of Swift’s metamorphosis from the Shirley Temple of country to the most savage mean girl, like, ever.
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