Asleep on her massive four-poster bed is a tiny white ball of fur. Swift gestures to a set of planters: "Those are hydrangeas, and over there are the roses and basil and rosemary." Heading back downstairs, she passes an antique lamp with the inscription CALADIUM SEGUINUM on it. She can walk down the street to get dinner, or go furniture shopping with friends in Brooklyn. "They don't provoke me, or ask weird questions.

Swift took Latin in high school, but says she isn't sure what it means. It turns out it's a homeopathic remedy for male impotence.) For years, Swift was terrified to move to New York. And a lot of them are long-lensing it – which, if you have to have paparazzi in your life, is such a better way." She likes it so much she's trying to recruit friends to move here – like her buddy Selena Gomez. "I think I can do it."ack in the living room, Swift settles into the couch with a muffin and starts talking about her Fourth of July.

There are worries about spies and recording devices. "There's someone whose entire job it is to figure out things that I don't want the world to see," she says. "Most of the neighbors know what's what by now," Jimmy says, locking the door behind him.

She invited a bunch of friends up to Rhode Island, where she has a house in a fancy community called Watch Hill.

It was raining, and the day looked like a bust, until her friend Jaime King's husband came up with the idea to buy eight Slip ' N Slides and lay them end to end like some unholy Slip ' N Slide centipede.

As an ardent fan of ready-made metaphors, as well as of cats, Swift was excited by this. Half of my brain was going, ' We should be able to take a picture if we want to.

"My first reaction was, ' Did you take a picture? That guy is asking for it – he's got a cat on his head!

But sometimes – – you don't want to have a camera pointed at you.

Sometimes it would be nice if someone just said, ' Hey, I think it's really cool that you have that cat on your head.

"I could label all my girlfriends as Shoshannas, Jessas, Marnies or Hannahs," she says. Even though I've never accidentally smoked crack at a warehouse party and run pantsless through Brooklyn." (Dunham, meanwhile, thinks Swift is more like "Hannah, minus the horrid sexual behavior.

Or Marnie, if she wasn't an asshole.") Swift leads the way upstairs to her bedroom. It's her two-month old kitten, named after Olivia Benson, from She steps onto her patio and climbs the staircase up to the roof deck. "It's construction central." A forest of skyscrapers surrounds her; the Freedom Tower looks close enough to touch.

' But the other half was going, ' What if he just wants to walk around with a cat on his head, and not have his picture taken all day?

'" For Swift – four-time multiplatinum-album-maker, seven-time Grammy winner and billion-time gossip-blog subject – being famous is a lot like walking around with a cat on your head. "But at the end of the day, I can't be ungrateful, because I chose this.

She went on Twitter to follow Dunham, and coincidentally saw that Dunham had just tweeted admiringly about Swift.