Listen, what do I know? But when I float past the Tommy Bahama at The Grove on the way to J Crew (where I will get annoyed that they don’t have anything I want, after which I will go across the walkway to Barnes & Noble to visit The Royal We and then buy like seven other books I forgot I needed) and I peek inside and see all the nice ladies waiting for their husbands to buy their silk weekend shirts, I do not think, “this TOTALLY reminds me of Taylor Swift!” I think, “wow, Tommy Bahama always smells REALLY good.” (My local Tommy Bahama smells delicious. I do not know why.)
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