There are droves of immaculately platinum blonde, white and camel linen and red Pashmina clad ladies gliding between stalls at the Hampton Court Flower Show accompanied by their adoring husbands in their Panamas calling out 'Oh, do come and see this, Bunty/Bunny/Bambi, darling - it's simply delightful!'.
Now, they may not have Bunty, Bunny or Bambi on their birth certificates (although we are getting closer to the children of hippies these days, so it won't be long before they're called things like Cinnamon/Mandala/Patchouli), but nobody would know the difference after they've been called it for the last 40-50 years.