Tuesday, July 14, 2015


When Beefy and I discovered both a Manlove street and a Manlove park in our neighborhood, we giggled and insisted our realtor drive close enough to a street sign to take a picture. Almost three years later, we are WAY more mature and don’t give the name a second thought. Except that I did take a picture of the park sign, today.

Shirt, BCBG Max Azria. Dress, swap. Shoes, Linea Paolo. Earrings, self-made. Sunglasses, Marc by Marc Jacobs. Bag, Croft & Barrow.

I imagine Manlove was an important figure in our area’s history, but that’s got to be a tough last name to carry in elementary school. Not as bad as Hiscock, though. We have an acquaintance with that last name and the guy OWNS it. When his name was mispronounced at a recent Toastmasters meeting, he corrected the speaker and baldly told us that it was pronounced “his” (pause) “cock.” He knows people are going to snigger but would just rather get that cleared up right away so we can move on to the next topic. I guess that’s what you’ve got to do.

No matter your name, I think someone can find a way to make fun of it. I had a college friend who made the most horrible rhyme with "Kasmira," but, thankfully, that hasn't been repeated. She was unusually inventive.


DressUpNotDown said...

Did you intend for your outfit photos to have the same color palette as your Manlove Park photo? It made for a great looking post. :o)


Kasmira said...

I didn't; it's a happy coincidence! Good eye!