“Love is not boastful and love is not loud…”-Lauryn Hill
Despite my champagne wishes and caviar dreams, I don’t envy the lives of celebrities, especially not their love lives. I have pretty much come to the conclusion that it must SUCK to have to love publicly. To have the world constantly ogling at the most intimate aspects of your life, must not only feel intrusive, but must also add some sort of pressure…for a perfect love.
In the last few weeks I’ve felt like an involuntary voyeur as “news” reports about various celeb duos becoming solo acts have interrupted my regularly scheduled programming. As if it isn’t bad enough that your relationship is ending, to have to pick up the pieces of your broken heart under the scrutiny of the public eye just seems unfair to me. Sure some might argue that they are stars because we support them as fans, but the reality is, they don’t owe us the inside skinny on every single detail of their lives.
I felt awkward when I picked up this month’s issue of my beloved ‘O’ Magazine only to flip the pages and see pictures of Jennifer Lopez and Marc Anthony in happier times, knowing that they broke up like two seconds ago. It was kind of like that awkward moment when you know that their marital bliss no longer exists and might have been a front for the benefit of their fans.
I finally reached my breaking point this past week when Fantasia felt the need to announce the fact that she was pregnant by her long-time boyfriend and the reason for her failed suicide attempt, Antwaun Cook. It would have been SO EASY to pass judgment. And I do mean very, however, all I could find myself saying as I read various articles on the subject was, Fantasia you don’t owe us any explanations. Not a single one. At the end of the day we are all only human, born to make choices and mistakes. You don’t have to justify, verify, explain, or anything related to it why you do what you do. Plus, after watching the first two seasons of her reality show on VH1, the arm chair psychologist in me feels like Fantasia has some deep rooted issues regarding her relationships with men that stem from her relationship with the men in her family. Nevertheless, as the proud owner of a glass house, who am I to cast stones?
Maybe my view on celeb love has something to do with the fact that I’m a Scorpio Woman and I’m sensitive and private about my ish. Or maybe it’s the girl in me that believes that we are all entitled to love the best way we know how, regardless of what anyone else has to say.
What are your thoughts?