The singer spills on feuds, fame, failure - and why she´s taking on TrumpTaylor Swift´s Nashville apartment is an Etsy fever dream, a 365-days-a-year Christmas shop, pure teenage girl id. You enter through a vestibule clad in blue velvet and covered in gilt frames bursting with fake flowers. The ceiling is painted like the night sky. Above a koi pond in the living area, a narrow staircase spirals six feet up towards a giant, pillow-lagged birdcage that probably has the best view in the city. Later, Swift will tell me she needs metaphors `to understand anything that happens to me`, and the birdcage defies you not to interpret it as a pointed comment on the contradictions of stardom.Swift, wearing pale jeans and dip-dyed shirt, her sandy hair tied in a blue scrunchie, leads the way up the staircase to show me the view. The decor hasn´t changed since she bought this place in 2009, when she was 19. `All of these high rises are new since then,` she says, gesturing at the squat glass structures and cranes. Meanwhile her oven is still covered in stickers, more teenage diary than adult appliance. Continue reading...
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