So smug and assured were we that our child’s name would be unique. I mean, come on, a river in Texas, referenced only in a Lyle Lovett song? Who even listens to Lyle Lovett besides us? Until yesterday we were practically guaranteed there wouldn’t be three Sabines at daycare.
But yesterday Lilly Pulitzer, designer of the prepster shift dresses that so capture my heart and my disposable income, former Palm Beach neighbor of ours (in a manner of speaking), all-around-style inspiration, introduced her new collection. And in it is…wait for it…the “Sabine” dress. Nooooooo! Mendozzzzzza! I mean, Lillyyyyyyy!
Believe you me I am keeping an eye on BabyNameWizard — which currently returns the result “No names starting with SABINE were in the top 1,000 names in any decade” — and if there’s so much as a smidge of an uptick, a certain little missy and I are on a plane headed to Palm Beach to “J’accuse!” in person. Our fury will only be mitigated by comped hers-and-hers Marcella dresses, Ms. Pulitzer.