BY NOW YOU KNOW that the past few years have been extraordinary ones in the life of Taylor Swift.
She is the maid of honor at the wedding of her childhood friend Britany Maack.
Swift and Maack have known each other since Swift was ten days old and have stayed close—there are grainy home videos of the two romping around a crib together and, more recently, photos of them sitting side by side at the 2014 Grammys.
Last spring, after Swift accepted Britany’s invitation to be maid of honor via Instagram—kids today!
—she took Maack to Reem Acra, where Britany got fitted for her custom hand-embroidered silk-taffeta wedding gown and Taylor for the blush-pink, cap-sleeved chiffon maid-of-honor dress that she has on today (the fitting was also Instagrammed, naturally).
Swift has even known the groom, Benjamin La Manna, since kindergarten—she admits to having had a little crush on Ben way back then, when he was “that kid who sat next to me in class with the bowl cut and the Lego lunch box.” Swift hasn’t been to Reading in more than a decade; she was fourteen when she moved with her family to Nashville, on her way to becoming a celebrated country singer-songwriter and later blossoming into one of the biggest pop acts in music history.
Returning to the place where you grew up can be a bit of a mind-bender for anyone, and Swift is no different.
During a car ride earlier in the day, she excitedly pointed out landmarks: the creek where she and Britany used to play as kids; a weathered tree house in the front yard of the former Maack family home; the piney woods she and her friends used to think were haunted.
“It’s such a surreal, emotional thing,” Swift says.
“When you’re a little kid, you’re riding the same roads to school every single day, hundreds of times.
When you come back, you snap into that strange nostalgia.” And the church!
There are nuns here at Sacred Heart Chapel who taught Swift in kindergarten. It’s the morning of the wedding, and I am riding in an SUV with Swift and her mother, Andrea.