Driving into LA was exactly like descending into Satan’s den because it was downhill at 85 mph past neon strip malls for two hours and I had an urgent impending sense of doom which was only mildly alleviated by reaching sea level and having a glass of wine. I think I got us out of being captured on camera by making it clear that ‘i hate their godforsaken city and I’m never fucking looking back.’
Taylor, on driving into LA