I love bad baby names. Love them. So I got a real treat today at the courthouse when a woman was yelling for her sweet daughter Gelato.
You know, Gelato:
How awesome is that? Her mom could have named her "Vanilla" or maybe "Moose Tracks" but those are so pedestrian. She wanted something with a foreign flair to it: Gelato. It sort of grows on you. Gelato.
A number of countries actually have laws in place that restrict what a parent can name their children. Some do so to preserve nobility naming traditions, while other laws are aimed at saving children from their parents' jackassery. Mental Floss has a great summary of the naming laws of eight countries. You can read the whole article here, or if you just want to skip to some of the best names, I present you with the following rejects:
and Sex Fruit
They make Gelato seem almost Jenniferish, don't they?
Good night, sweet Gelato. Catch up with me when you're seventeen and I'll help you file the petition for a name change.