I haven’t followed country music very much (read: not at all) since the early ’90s, so I’m only dimly aware of who Taylor Swift is, and I probably wouldn’t even know her name if she hadn’t done that CMT Crossroads thing with Def Leppard a year ago. But then, you really don’t need to know who someone is to enjoy something like this, do you?

I don’t have my dad’s uncanny knack for identifying classic cars on minimal evidence — his knowledge of mid-century tail-light design is nothing short of amazing — but I think she’s sitting in a Chevy Bel Air from the early ’60s. A pretty girl in a cool old car… these things make me happy.
(Via.)