I don't know about you, but I'm feeling 22.


I kind of resented that Taylor Swift's song "22" hit iTunes a few months after I turned 23, but I downloaded it and listened to it on repeat anyway.

Partially because — hello — that song is pop gold.

And partially because, if feeling 22 means feeling "happy, free, confused, and lonely at the same time," then I still felt 22 at 23.

I still feel 22 at 24, actually.

I'm just now doing the post-grad thing. Grad school delayed but did not prevent it. The floundering feeling that first hit my college friends two years ago is hitting me now as I apply for jobs and try to figure out where my life is headed.

It's funny how some days I wake up and feel as if I've got every opportunity in the world at my fingertips and some days I wake up and feel as if I might flounder around forever.

I'm finding my early 20s to be marked with contradiction. I'm trying to be a grown-up, but I still feel like a kid. There are far more decisions and responsibilities and difficulties in this stage of life than I ever expected. All the possibilities are exciting when they're not terrifying.

People are quick to give advice to new grads — about life and jobs and relationships and growing up. But perhaps the most helpful thing I've been told (by T-Swift and a few others) is that everybody feels confused at 22 — and 23 and 24 and beyond, for that matter. You don't have to have everything figured out. School's over, but you're still learning. And that's okay.

Taylor Swift is taking one for the team.

Every day this Christmas break, my friend Marie-Claire and I have decided to join up in our blogging efforts. We will be choosing a topic and posting our own interpretation of it. So follow along with both of us as we share our completely reliable opinions on fashion, pop culture, and life before our last semester of grad school.

Whenever people criticize Taylor Swift for the number of men — er, boys —  er, guys — she has dated in recent years — and her penchant for using these relationships as lyric fodder — I am like, y'all, we should be thanking her. If T-Swift weren't willing to put her heart on the line publicly time and again, we might not have such pop hits as "Today Was a Fairytale," "Forever and Always," and — duh — "We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together."

When I see pics of Taylor out with a new beau, I recognize that she is risking heartbreak — not to mention criticism — just to be able to provide us, her loyal fans, with our next favorite pop song. Talk about sacrifice.

Taylor Swift is not just some naive ingénue, people. She is a songstress dedicated to her craft.

Speaking of dedication, when was the last time your diary got read on the radio, huh? That's basically what happens to Taylor Swift every time one of her songs plays — which is, like, thousands of times a day.

So next time you find yourself bebopping around the house to one of T-Swift's hits, remember that she took one for the team and be grateful.

Taylor ♥ Adam ♥ Taylor

I was bebopping around the apartment singing Taylor Swift's "Enchanted" on Thursday when Marie-Claire provided me with some thrilling information.



The conversation went something like this:

Me: ♪ "This night is sparkling / Don't you let it go / I'm wonderstruck . . ." ♫

Marie: Are you singing "Enchanted"?

Me: Yeah, I love that song! It is my favorite on the whole CD. It is so sweet.

Marie: Did you hear [the guy from Owl City] Adam Young's response on his blog?

Me: What? No! I mean I knew the song was supposed to be about him.

Marie: Yeah, Adam Young posted a response to her on Valentine's Day.


So she proceeded to show me the sweetest blog post of all time. He basically confesses his love to her. And then he covers "Enchanted"! I know, right!? Seriously, you have to listen.

I am posting it here for you guys. The best part of the Owl City version is the end. It's so sweet.

I'm just a little worried about Adam because Taylor seems to fall in and out of "love" a lot. I feel stupid saying that. I just don't want her to break his little darling heart!

He seems like such a genuinely sweet guy. His lyrics are amazing. In fact, I could (and probably will) write an entire blog post just about how much I love his lyrics and the fact that he has his head on straight.

That said, I do appreciate the fact that he kind of put his heart (very publicly) on the line to tell her how he felt. Way to be a man, Adam Young.