Kelly Rowland Doesn't Understand Her Own Album Title

Destiny Child silver medalist Kelly Rowland was on Good Day New York talking about her new solo album "Ms. Kelly." And for whatever reason, everyone on the show was pronouncing it "Miss Kelly."

My first thought was that she's an idiot -- "Ms." is pronounced "Miz" and Miss is just...well... "Miss." But then I started worrying that maybe I was the idiot. Worse still, maybe I'd been wrong for years! I mean, the anchors were pronouncing it as "Miss," too!

Then it got worse, because if I was wrong, that would mean Kelly Rowland was right --indicating that, on some level, Kelly Rowland was smarter than me. And I didn't want to be dumber than someone who had agreed to be in Freddy Vs. Jason (Lochlyn Munro, I could live with -- but not Kelly Rowland.)

So, I nervously looked it up on dictionary.com and was more than a little relieved to see that I was right -- "Ms." is "Miz" and "Miss" has no abbreviations at all. My Kafkaesque nightmare was over (I'm not saying it would've been one of Kafka's best works...)

When I saw the interview on TV, I only caught the tail end of it, but I managed to find the whole thing online. And watching it, a few things are clear:

1) Rowland definitely thinks that "Ms." is an abbreviation for "Miss."

2) She's most likely unaware of the "Miz" title altogether

3) She decided to name her album that anyway, going on countless radio and TV shows repeatedly mispronouncing the title of her own album.

Despite her misconception, Rowland does have strong feelings about what the title "Miss" connotes: namely, "more...grown"

I strongly urge you to watch the first 30 seconds or so, because the female anchor clearly had the same problems I did:

http://www.myfoxny.com/myfox/pages/Home/Detail;jsessionid=FCF1A5361DE4B9726ADD27DFD8911A24?contentId=3666706&version=1&locale=EN-US&layoutCode=VSTY&pageId=1.1.1&sflg=1

I love how the female anchor starts off giving Rowland the benefit of the doubt in clearing up the confusion, but soon has to jump ship. And pay close attention as the male anchor smoothly urges his coanchor to shut up and just humor Rowland's complete ignorance of surname prefixes, before she makes Rowland cry or her head explode.

I had no idea that Good Day New York was such a subtlely brilliant emotional ballet!

P.S., Kelly Rowland is a skillionaire.