From Us Weekly via Celebitchy:
They couldn’t even wait for fall break! Taylor Swift’s boyfriend, Conor Kennedy, 18, had only been back at his boarding school for a week when he got a visit from the singer. Why so soon? Swift, fresh off promoting her album in Canada and Brazil, “is obsessed with Conor,” a source tells Hot Stuff of the star, 22. “She writes him love notes!”
The pair skipped the dining hall on Sept. 14th for Taylor’s Tavern & Restaurant, a favorite student date spot in the adjacent Greenfield. The following day, they went antiquing, hit the Lady Killigrew café and then capped off their G-rated weekend with an 11:30 PM stop at Friendly’s.
“It was so late that they were the only costumers,” says a source at the eatery, where each ordered a sundae (a Happy Ending for her, the Forbidden Fudge Brownie for him). “They sat on the same side of the booth!”
We heard about the antiquing bit earlier this week, but doesn’t this new information just round it out so nicely? Like, of course she writes him love notes, just like she doodles “Mrs. Taylor Kennedy” all over everything and just like she plays MASH with all her friends, but the only boy she’ll ever write down is Conor. Not to be dramatic, you guys, but gag me with a spoon. Gag me with a spoon real hard.
In related news, I think I finally figured out why I have such a passionate dislike for Taylor Swift. It’s because, in a lot of ways, she reminds me a lot of myself. I like to wear adorable dresses and poofy skirts all the time, and I collect antique teddy bears and make videos of my cats, and my boyfriend and I sit on the same side of the booth. And can I tell you something kind of nauseating? We rarely, rarely call each other by our names. Because we call each other “soulmate.” But for real. If we’re at the grocery store, it’s “hey, soulmate, do we need to get carrots for the guinea pigs?” and if we’re having an argument, it’s “soulmate, the hamper is right here, so why are your dirty socks on the floor two feet away from it?” So yeah, I can sort of identify with Taylor, on some level.
But Taylor takes cutesy to a dirty place. She uses it to manipulate dudes into falling for her so she can write bad songs about them, and she puts on a front like she’s completely incapable of acting like an adult, which is just weird. It’s pajama parties and ice cream dates all the time, and it’s a sham, and me and my cat videos find it personally offensive.
But hey, at least Conor got a fudge brownie sundae out of the deal. That counts for something, doesn’t it?