We’re a fickle lot, aren’t we? Less than a year ago, hordes of (extremely well-adjusted) individuals were flocking to the Cornelia Street apartment where Taylor Swift and Joe Alwyn first became “Jaylor,” so racked with grief over the break-up of two people they categorically did not know that they actually tried to tear down a street sign—only to forget Alwyn’s very existence the moment that a certain tight end appeared with a hammy fistful of friendship bracelets and a Kansas City mansion carefully fitted out with cat flaps. (Go Chiefs!)
With the exception of a cameo at the GQ Men of the Year Awards, Joe has been keeping a low profile since the split, presumably devoting his time to forming some sort of “Swifty Survivors Support Group” with Jake Gyllenhaal ahead of his own “All Too Well”-esque crucible, but he resurfaced at Loewe’s AW24 Menswear presentation in Paris on January 20, grinning the grin of a press-shy man no longer dating someone who’s very preference for “seemingly ranch” is considered worthy fodder for Forbes articles. (For what it’s worth, Loewe does make excellent red scarves.)
