Taylor Dropped Another Album, but It’s So Much More
How Taylor Is Rewriting the Book on Modern Feminism
Even if you're not into pop culture, you probably still know that Taylor Swift dropped her 12th album at 1:00 a.m. this morning to millions upon millions of waiting fans.
I wouldn’t call myself a Swiftie... and yet I somehow know the lyrics to an alarming number of her songs. I don’t own a single album — her music is just everywhere. It’s on our TVs, in our feeds, and stuck in our heads for no logical reason.
But this morning, I did something I’ve not done before: I downloaded her new album The Life of a Showgirl, went for a walk, and listened to all 12 tracks without interruption.
It’s good. Like, really good. But that’s not why I’m here.
I’m here because I’ve watched Taylor transform from “Country Music Darling” into a strategic, wildly disciplined business pioneer — breaking every record on her way to billionaire status.
For most of her career, I dismissed her as “music for my preteens.” But somewhere in the last few years, that changed. As I’ve stepped deeper into my own creative journey as a writer and poet, I began paying closer attention to her process. How she turns her entire life — heartbreaks, scandals, triumphs — into art and enterprise.
And I realized: Taylor is quietly redefining what modern feminism looks like. If this sounds like a stretch, hear me out.
A Shift in the Feminine Timeline
The feminist movements of the 60s and 70s were fueled by sacred rage — powerful, necessary, loud. The 80s said, “Fine. If we can’t change the system, give us a seat at the table.” Women entered boardrooms, proved our competence, and began building lives where marriage was no longer the ultimate prize.
But in order to survive in those systems, we had to become like men — dress like them, work like them, operate on their timelines. Men run on a 24-hour hormonal cycle. They rise, perform, rest, repeat. Women don’t. We’re wired to a 28-day cycle of ebb and flow, similar to th emoon, where each week is a different phase in our need for rest or output.
Which brings me back to Taylor.
She’s showing us what it looks like to work hard — in alignment with feminine rhythm. She builds, then disappears. She pours herself into art, then retreats into silence. She loves fully, gets her heart broken publicly, and instead of hiding, she alchemizes the pain into platinum. Heartbreak becomes poetry. Setbacks become strategy. Wealth becomes philanthropy. Rest becomes part of the work.
That is feminism in its evolved form.
Feminine Flow Meets Masculine Mastery
Taylor is a case study in integrated power — holding both feminine flow and masculine precision without losing herself in either. She leads with creativity, intuition, and softness — while also making the most calculated business moves in the industry. She loves big, but never abandons her own needs. She can be vulnerable without being helpless. She can be powerful without hardening.
And now, entering her Wife Era, she’s teaching us one more thing:
Partnership is not rescue. It’s expansion.
She didn’t wait around for Prince Charming to pick her. She built an empire, crowned herself, and then welcomed someone who amplifies rather than defines her.
Travis Kelce isn’t her missing piece — he’s her upgrade.
The Real Feminist Flex?
This isn’t marriage from fear — of being alone, aging out, or losing relevance. This is marriage as a next-level experience in a fully expressed life. That, to me, is peak liberation.
Not whether you marry or don’t.
Not whether you’re a CEO or a stay-at-home mom.
Not whether you take your husband’s name or not.
But whether you lived as your own compass first. Whether your life — with or without a partner — is already whole, vibrant, and deeply yours. And if someone comes along who fits? Great. If not? Still great.
Because that’s the message: Feminism isn’t “I don’t need a man.” It’s I choose on my own terms — in love, in career, in everything.
And that’s why, for me, Taylor Swift is more than just music.
She’s the blueprint for real liberation.
