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While we look forward to all of next year’s birth announcements, here’s a piece of baby name advice gleaned from this week’s newest arrivals:
Traditional with a twist is a foolproof strategy.
The holiday movie season is always busy, from family-friendly flicks to serious Oscar-worthy dramas.
New movies mean new potential baby names. Don’t believe me? A year ago, we were all queuing up to see the latest Disney animated feature, starring a snow queen with a name that you might have heard ‘round Nameberry in the past twelve months: Elsa.
So let’s go to the movies, and check out the best names on the big screen this winter. From quiet indie flicks to big budget blockbusters, inspiration is as plentiful as the popcorn.
Berries, we are ending the year with a bang!
After a few weeks of relative quiet in the celebrity baby name sphere, birth announcements were everywhere last week. The names ranged from vintage to modern, mythological to meaningful. But none of them played it (too) safe.
A few of these are interesting enough to make me rethink my favorite baby names of 2014 … but let’s wait until December 31st to revise that post, since there could still be some great names in the next few weeks!
The stars, they’re just like us. They shop for groceries. Run out for coffee. And celebrity parents love names with vibrant, exciting letters like V, X, and Z – just like the rest of the world.
Names featuring V, X, and Z aren’t novel. One hundred years ago, parents were naming their daughters Evelyn and Virginia. Melvin, Marvin, Vernon, and Alvin were all up-and-comers circa 1914. Max, Felix, and Hazel have had good runs before, and rarities like Zenobia and Zola aren’t quite as rare as you might guess.
Later this week, the United States celebrates Thanksgiving. In simplest terms, it’s a feast, one with a very traditional menu, and a good excuse to head over the river and through the woods to see our loved ones.
But Thanksgiving is also a verb – a time to express gratitude for the best things in our lives.
How perfect, then, to read Sarah Baird’s “I Don’t Have Babies But I’m Obsessed With Baby Names” in The Atlantic earlier this week.