Aww, I think that’s kind of sweet, actually. Though not the best name.
Every year around this time I’m reminded of a guy I went to high school with whose name was Julione. He was born on July first.
I have no idea how it’s spelled–I wrote it phonetically. -ria is not always -rea here…
See post #43.*
- Not really her, but I was actually going to make a joke ballet dancing reference, even before I saw that.
What about Gwendlespire Baugroff (sp.)?
Ya, brand new, burnt-umber Ciera!
If he’s names for the character in “To Kill a Mockingbird”, I’d hate to meet his parents.
Charisma or Karishma is a common feminine name in India, by the way.
I worked for a company that billed for hospitals. My favorite baby names came from a new mom named Brandy – she named her neonatal twins Tequila (girl) & Mercedes (boy).
I met a one-year-old yesterday named Huck. His dad said, “We thought of naming his brother Phineas, but then we’d have Huck and Phin…”
Hi, my first post.
A couple of years ago when I worked in the NICU at this so-called celebrity hospital in L.A., I used to come across some of the most pretentious and overly precious names you can imagine. Most of the offenders are 30-something, type A personality, white or Asian parents. Let’s see, I remember Esmeralda, Esme, Declan, Lucia, Leni, Bodhi, just to mention a few. Methinks those parents have visions of their little Esme or Declan as the next Da Vinci or Picasso because such names connotates bohemian or artistic bent. Then you have your other set of 30-something parents who name their babies Jake, Mollie, Vivian, and such because they wanted to buck the trends by going the traditional route. But by going against trends, aren’t you in turn being dictated by trends in an indirect way? I just don’t know.
By far the worst names I’ve personally come across in my life are Latrina and Cream Cheese. Yes, Cream Cheese.
I once met a Dasani. Named for the water.
Can I be the first to say “Ewww” :eek:
Damn! I missed that one.
Mercedes is a girl’s name: the car was named after a girl. I know a Mercedes from Paraguay. Maybe he can write a hit song later in life about a boy named Mercedes.
There was a Daikwaim in my world today. He’s just a kid, poor thing.
Dewey Dick. That’s his real name. Parents were obviously amused by this.
one junior high teacher of mine had a neice named Cinnamon Buntz. I also went to high school with a girl named Nanciann, harmless enough but her last name was Cianci (pronounced see-antsy). No one could call her by her full name without cracking up because it sounded like Nancy-antsy-antsy.
A guy I worked with once swore he knew a girl named Tiffany Chanda Lear, but I think he was making that one up.
Just ran across a guy who named his son Myckle. I know it’s pronounced Michael, but it looks like it would rhyme with “pickle.” Why do people have to do this? Really. It doesn’t make your kid more unique (or should I say, Uneeq?) It makes your kid someone who will always have to spell his name to everyone.
I have a friend whose kids are named Rainbow and Cannon. I didn’t think she was a hippie until she told me this.
I also know of a kid named Dax. Trek much?
“Nevaeh”? Where are they all coming from? Is there some kind of pop culture thing I’ve missed?
My screen name has a legitimate background, but I’m pretty sure there’s just no excuse for “Nevaeh”.
ETA: Just kiddin. Stupid MTV cribs.
I have met a man named Rusty Muchfree, and I never forgot his name.
I had a friend come visit me last summer named, Suriyo Prasartphonkrang. But he goes by Boom.
His daughter was named Samui, after where she was conceived.
I think it was only created a couple years ago when some christian rock singer named his daughter Nevaeh. (“heaven” spelled backwards)
Now it’s becoming popular. :rolleyes: