I’ve got a friend with twin girls named Ruby and Pearl, cute, shiny, very “precious” (literally). I do actually like those names!
But then there was my midwife’s son… called Israel. Which, y’know, is just unfortunate timing these days. 😬
Names I absolutely cannot with:
Ottilie or Otto all I picture is a family of otters. 🦦
Arabella or Mirabelle — sounds like they should come with a tiara and a minor Disney subplot. 👑
Anything that screams aspirational branding
Mercedes, Chanel, Dolce… darling, I don’t even own those things, never mind naming a baby after them. 💅
And don’t get me started on names that sound like they’re straight out of a 1960s East End crime documentary: Ronnie, Reggie, Eddie, Tommy, Frankie (is that even a name?). Especially Tommy, which makes me wince because it’s also the name of a baby loss charity, and I just can't wrap my head around naming a child that. 😔