Here’s one thing I DO like about this: it is not the usual Taylor Swift Metallic Mini Explosion of Twee:
I totally support her trying something new and different, even if this looks a teensy weensy bit like the moths got at it while it was sitting in Granny’s cedar chest for the last seventy years. WE’VE ALL BEEN THERE. (Yes, I did just imply you’ve all been sitting in a chest for seventy years. What? I don’t know your life. We could have a totally well-preserved vampire readership who just spent much of the last century with their collective cheek resting on a doily.)
Dramatic! And, apparently, also given to shedding like a nervous cat at the vet. Personally, I like that she took a risk, even if I’m not in love with the particular risk she took.