I must admit, as hot as I find Taylor Swift rolling around all climaxy in the ocean flume, I'm not quite convinced this isn't just a little bit staged. Having said that, since when do I care about anything being staged? Not when it involves Taylor Swift in a wet t-shirt on the cover of Rolling Stone.
Taylor's trying to remake her image slightly to more of the adventurous naughty pop singer type. I don't know if she can pull that off, but I do know if wet clingy t-shirts are the start, I like the direction this is headed. I've never much cared for her music, but I've always cared for her tall slender frame and those killer legs she works on with Karlie Kloss daily at the gym (and maybe a little scissor kissing at night? Dare to dream the lesbionic dream).
Taylor, you do realize you could catch a cold with that wet shirt on. Please, let me help you save your health. Oh, that would be fun. Enjoy.