For 20, Taylor (who is low key the queen of all celebrations big or small, they’re always tasteful as fuck and she thinks of everything, she should probably just be a professional party planner) actually threw me the most perfect party at ZZ’s next to Carbone in New York – it’s like a tiny 15 person oyster bar, and all my best friends in the city came, like a bunch of weirdos who I adore, and we danced to pop music, and ate yum food, and Aziz made sure everyone drank Penicillins all night, because those are my favourite cocktail. And if that isn’t true love, I don’t know what is.
Lorde on Taylor throwing her a 20th birthday party (x)















