Desiree.
Destiny.
Kyle. I find it irksome.
Also Thomas or Tomas, with the emphasis on the last syllable. Thomas.
Desiree is nice. Destiny is stripper adjacent.
Tiffany’s pretty annoying. All of them.
Geneva is just so…conventional.
Gertrude always makes me think of a goose in a nursery rhyme.
Kaylee, Kayden, Braden, Jayden, Caitlin…anything similar to that. It’s not ugly, it’s just been done. To death.
I wish I hadn’t named my daughter Victoria, as she frequently goes by Vicky. Ugh!
I didn’t name my daughter Elizabeth because I don’t like Liz. Eliza I like (and she does as well), but you don’t always get to control your nicknames.
For some reason, I’ve always really liked the very old fashioned name Dorcas, but didn’t name my daughter that :). The nickname sucks.
I agree. I met a stripper in a peeler joint in Vegas that called herself “Desiree”. Quite the little hottie and $eemed to really enjoy what $he did. ;)
The name trends I can’t stand always seem to belong to really bitchy women. The first I noticed was Tonya and she was of the ‘steal yo man’ trashy flavor. The other that strikes me as scammer types who have beyond ridiculously narcissistic personalities are Donnas. Now, every one of the former that I’ve known I haven’t cared much for. The latter, however, are split about 50 / 50 between normal, sweet folks and lunatics. My husband’s ex-wife was the lunatic kind.
As for guy’s names? I’ve never noticed any patterns. I’ll have to start paying more attention.
Khreative spellings. “Y” should only be the last letter in a name, & if you have an “i” where a “y” should be at the end, your professional career probably involves a pole & dollar bills, especially if you write the dot over the “i” as a big circle or, even worse, a heart.
Any name that’s a word: Hope, Faith, Chastity (!), he didn’t pull out, so we’ll call you Destiny, June, Summer, etc.
My dad wanted to name me after his brother Chester. Thankfully my mom said no.
I have an aunt Beatrice. I wouldn’t burden a child with that name.
I don’t dislike any name. But some I like less than others. 
Bertha.
Yeah, I heard that Karen Carpenter was a real diva.
Mary Pickford’s real name was Gladys Smythe. Can you imagine trying to be “America’s Sweetheart, Gladys Smythe”?
Craig. It sounds like something that’s broken.
Also, I’ve never met a guy named **Paul **who wasn’t a little bit goofy in one way or another.
Whoops! There it is. Paul. I agree, but more from a sinister end than just being goofy. Of course, that might have something more to do with an asshole in my past and less with Pauls in general.
I hate the name Sloane. It sounds like an action hero, not a little girl.
I can usually tell when someone is from the midwest when they use the diminutive for my name. I grew up in Indiana and it’s the first thing Hoosiers tend to go to.
I love Beatrice! I would have used it if
I could have.
Scarlett is a gorgeous name that will always sound, to me, like a little scar.
Aw, I liked that name when I first heard it in Ferris Bueller.
My given name is Patricia. No one ever called me that til I went to Catholic school. Everyone called me Pat or Patty or Patrushka. Nun’s insisted I be called Patricia. There were three Patricia’s in my class from 1st thru 8th grade and one Patrick. Patrick was called Pat or Patty in every class but all of us Patricias were called the same and ridiculed if we answered to the wrong Patricia. Bleh. Don’t call me Patricia.