When Taylor Swift leaves the gym, she appears to emerge from a 1950s-melodrama portal. How does she do it? Seth Meyers wants to know, for his own benefit.
Oh, she just brings some nice clothes and a hairbrush, and voilà! That’s all you need to have the silken composure akin to a publicity still of Betty Draper. Just a hairbrush and fresh garments and less than an hour of your time.
It’s a half-truth, of course. But Swift must greedily guard her post-gym truths. We couldn’t handle her post-gym truths.