Taylor Swift floated through LAX early yesterday morning looking like a J-Crew kids model with not a stitch of makeup on.
I love that she’s the one rail-thin celebrity who doesn’t have eating disorder comments thrown her way. Blame it on youth and great genetics.
What is that she’s carrying, a keyboard? The clarity of her skin makes me think it’s a min-coffin full of age-defying cream, lotion and green tea face masks.
Oh, and maybe a jar of souls, you know, because everyone has secrets.
If only her relationship status was as simple as her morning regime. She must really not be dating Zac Efron, cause it really doesn’t seem like the type of thing many women would be all hush hush about.
Acting as his beard on the other hand…