So yesterday on “The Queen Latifah Show,” Kelly Rowland decided to let everyone in on the industry’s worst kept secret. She’s been dating her manager Tim Witherspoon and yes, they are engaged. Because you know the big ring didn’t tip us off. Anyway, what was really interesting about Kelly’s reveal was the tidbit about how the proposal went down. According to Kelly the romantic moment occurred in the most unlikely of places…a Skype session.
Here’s what Kelly had to say:
“He asked me first on Skype and I was like, ‘We’re so far away from each other. But it was so late, I remember we were both just kinda like, honestly, just staring at each other. And he asked me, and it was just that simple to say yes. I was like, ‘I got my best friend to ride through life with.’ He really is my best friend.”
First let me say I’m totally happy Kelly has found love, especially after her previous engagement drama and because, to be honest, she’s always been my favorite Destiny’s Child member. Ducks assault from Beyhive. However, as happy as I am for Kelly, I’m not feeling this Skype proposal business. In my head, that proposal is almost as bad as Jim Jones showing up to Miami, shoving a ring in Chrissy’s face and saying “What ‘chu gotta say about that?” as his big proposal. I understand that times have changed and with all the technological advancements made over the decades, being proposed to via Skype may seem like the norm for a generation used to IG ‘likes’ as the new ‘Do you like me? Yes or No?’ and text messages as courting. But it shouldn’t be. In my opinion there are some things that should stand the test of time and getting down on one knee and properly asking for my hand in marriage is one of them. You can write my name in the sky, have little kids perform a skit, play a highlight reel of our love, rent a private jet to whisk us off to an exotic location or have Brian McKnight sing me a love song, but when the moment comes to ask for my hand you need to be on one knee. And you better have asked my daddy, momma or close male relative first.
I’m all for changing with the times, but part of the reason many of us are so lost in this love game is because we’re changing the elements that created the lasting love we desire to begin with. Where’s the thoughtfulness in a Skype proposal? Where’s the romantic gesture that will still make you smile when you’re telling your great grand children decades from now. Where’s the element of a man being a man and a woman being a woman? These are the elements of love that make us warm and fuzzy when we hear the stories of couples married for forty and fifty years, long before text messages or Skype. These are the elements that make us say, ‘I want that some day.’ When it comes to love, technologically substitutions can never replace the real thing. But hey, what do I know. I’m just a brown girl holding on to an antiquated notion that might have long since expired. But hopefully the man that proposes to me is holding on to it too.
Would you accept a Skype proposal?