The prompt I chose this week was 1) What did you want your name to be?
My name is Stacy and, let's face it, you can't help but have noticed that girls with my name are always the Cheerleader who dies first... usually from a particularly nasty Zombie bite.
My name is Stacy and my name was voted most likely (somewhere) to be a bunny in the Playboy Mansion.
My name is Stacy and if you google that one word and click on the images all you get are semi-naked greased tanned blonde women in very revealing poses.
My name is Stacy and people generally underestimate me because of it.
I have never cheered in formation, other than a Mexican wave, only about 5% of me is prosthetic, I am not a porn star and I am smarter than you might think. Rant rant rant! And I know all you Marmaduke's and MoonUnits out there are thinking 'Really? Stacy? You are moaning about that?'. But being blonde, bubbly and called the S word... I am definitely smarter than you might think, damn it! :)
But my exclamation marks are mostly in jest, it could have been worse and as lately I have had trouble chosing the name of another I can appreciate the effort my parents put into it.
Yet if I remember rightly, during our games of let's pretend as a child, I wanted to be called Tiffani... but if you google that I doubt it is much of an improvement. :) xx
My daughter always picks the name Diamond for new dolls or animals. Imagine THAT. I almost did this one, I mean LISA??? My parents had zero imagination in naming me the year I was born.
ReplyDeleteI had to laugh at your description! I was named after a song...and while I have often wanted something more romantic than "Linda", I have to admit, after 62 years, it kind of fits! Great post today!
ReplyDeleteGirl, the only Stacy I know is a roller derby girl. There's nothing cheerleaderish or even remotely tan about her! Own your name. ;)
ReplyDeleteLOL, I know ALL about being a "Tiffany." I was nameless for a WEEK after my Mom crossed paths with a woman and her newborn as Mom was being admitted for labor/delivery. The baby was VERY ugly and Mom couldn't stomach naming me the same as her. It was Danielle, by the way, which also happens to be my Husband's ex-wife's name. So in that, I was lucky. He claims he never would have made an honest woman out of me if my name had been Danielle.
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