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Reasons Why Taylor Swift Is a Street Style Pro

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Her off-duty style, like her music, is ever evolving.

Taylor Swift is a global superstar with unparalleled musical talent, an impressive girl squad, and most importantly (or at least for the sake of this article), covetable street style. And while we love seeing her dressed to the nines on the red carPet, there’s something wholesome and humbling about spotting Miss Americana out and about in off-duty gear — especially when her cat is involved.

Outside the Beacon Theatre in New York City, Swift stepped out in menswear — with a twist. Her pinstriped vest and pants sans shirt is the Business casual look we’re excited to get behind.

Usually, when we refer to monochrome outfits the focus is solely on color (or lack thereof). But here, Swift elevates your standard monochromatic look by embracing a head-to-toe pattern that we can’t get enough of.

Who could forget when Miss Americana was spotted out with then-boyfriend Joe Alwyn wearing coordinated black blazers? The couple’s outfits pulled at our heartstrings and almost had us convinced that they were a perfect match.

Swift takes a turn from her signature synchronized style by opting for this eclectic ensemble instead: red checkered coat, floral skirt, and … graphic cat shoulder bag? Let’s just say it gives the cat lady name a whole new appeal.

Leaving her apartment in New York City, the It-girl wore a white ʙuттon-down with destroyed denim shorts. It was the perfect mix of classic and cool.

The star hit the streets in a sheer black lace top, leopard-print miniskirt, and studded sandals that had us saying, grr, baby, very grr.

The singer-songwriter ventured out for a shopping trip in Australia wearing a casual uniform of overall shorts layered over a long-sleeve white tee. Paired with classic white sneakers, a small green cross-body bag, and an impeccable blowout, the star was all smiles as she headed out for a shopping spree on the country’s Gold Coast.

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