Kevin says he saw Danielle and immediately thought, “I’m gonna marry that girl.” Which is either incredibly romantic or a terrifying pickup line. (Spoiler: it worked.) Danielle, on the other hand, had no clue who he was. She was from New Jersey, sure, but she wasn’t plugged into the Disney Channel obsession.
Let that sink in. She saw a guy with funny hair and a goofy smile and thought, “Eh, he’s cute.” Meanwhile, the rest of the world was losing their minds over his every eyelash. But Kevin wasn’t intimidated by her lack of celebrity knowledge—he was charmed by it.
He asked for her number. She gave it to him. And then, disaster: he lost her number. No, this isn’t a metaphor. He literally lost the paper it was written on. He had to scrounge through his phone, call around, and—this is the real hero move—beg his brother Nick to help track her down via MySpace. Yes, MySpace.
MySpace saved their love story
Imagine the fate of a Jonas marriage hanging on the fragile thread of a 2007 social media profile with a custom pink glitter background. Kevin sent her a message. Danielle thought it was a joke. She replied, “Who is this?” He had to prove he was actually the guy from the dorm.
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Once she believed him, they started dating. But here’s the kicker: the Jonas Brothers were about to go on a massive world tour. Long distance? No problem. Kevin, ever the romantic fool, wrote her letters. On paper. With a pen. Like it was the 18th century and he was a pirate.
He also, and I cannot stress this enough, faxed her flowers. Yes, you can actually fax flowers. I didn’t know that was a thing. He sent a bouquet of daisies—her favorite—through some floral fax service. How incredibly Kevin of him.
