Under the guise of happy photos featuring Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce at a recent family wedding, I noticed a hidden layer of tension with unfortunate implications for her former close friend Blake Lively.
Blake finds herself in a chilly predicament – though she’s reportedly eager to repair their friendship, she’s learning that Taylor isn’t quick to forgive.
Even if Taylor were to answer Blake’s calls – which, as reported by the Daily Mail last week, remain ignored – might Taylor reference her song ‘Anti-Hero’?
‘It’s me, hi, I’m the problem, it’s me.’
Nah. Taylor saves such phony self-reflection for her music, not her actual relationships.
This weekend in Nashville, the billionairess swapped out her ubiquitous and fiery crimson matte for a more subdued oxblood-brown lip (it’s so… suburban!) – almost as easily as she swaps out her friends, critics less kind than me might say.
Beneath the façade of those joyful snapshots of Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce at a family wedding this weekend, I spied a cruel and vengeful undercurrent that’s an absolute dagger to her former bestie Blake Lively.
This weekend in Nashville, the billionairess swapped out her ubiquitous and fiery crimson matte for a more subdued oxblood-brown lip (it’s so… suburban!) – almost as easily as she swaps out her friends, critics less kind than me might say.
Blake is in the frosty doghouse – and though she’s reportedly howling to reconcile with the godmother of her daughters, she’s finding out the hard way that Tay don’t play.
For seeing her snuggle up to hairy Trav at his cousin’s wedding, I couldn’t help but wonder: why does every orchestrated selfie and opulent outing these days feel like a carefully choreographed dance on Blake’s lonely grave?
At the ripe old age of 35, Taylor could gracefully extricate herself and slowly back away from the former captain of her lady league.
It certainly seems like she’d be within reason: Blake allegedly attempted to blackmail Team Taylor by threatening to release personal texts unless Taylor publicly supported Blake in her battle against actor Justin Baldoni.
That’s a claim that was made in a court letter lodged by Baldoni’s lawyers in his (now dismissed) defamation suit, and one that Team Lively firmly deny.
But instead of acting her age, Taylor seems to have chosen to publicly twist the knife – taking every opportunity to show the world, but really Blake, that she’s so much happier without her.
It’s hardly a hot take. We are in the midst of a brutal anti-Blake pig pile, as former film crew, co-stars and anyone who has ever shared a latte with Lively compete to see who has the Worst Blake Lively Story.
With each passing day, her career seems more broken to the point of irrepair – but does she really deserve all this?
We’ve long suspected that Swift’s friendships are really self-serving props and dinner companions in the ongoing Taylor Tale.
But somehow, digging up the corpses of ghosted-gals past seems particularly cruel, even by Swiftian standards.
Indeed, Taylor’s peacocking with the likes of Selena Gomez and Dakota Johnson at New York hotspots in recent days seemed, at least to me, only meant to suffocate blistered Blake with FOMO.
It becomes sadder still when you realize it’s not just about missed girls’ nights or Chiefs games in the fall – there are children involved here, too.
Lively’s three daughters have surely been raised to think of Swift as a gracious auntie whose love transcends tabloids and the silly distractions that come with being the most famous person in the world.
But will mommy say now she’s been kicked off Planet Taylor and into the desolate cold?
I’m sure Taylor and her big dummy boyfriend will get engaged and marry soon, and we’ll have to suffer through a bombardment of saccharine images so she can prove just how wholesome and real she is.
For us, it will be a brief annoyance we can blissfully shut off and shut up.
For Blake Lively, it will be a painful reminder of everything she’s lost.
