Iceland apparently only allows babies to be named from a government-approved list of less than 2000 names per gender.
Does it strike anyone else as ridiculous that Blaer, the phonetics of which I'm assuming approximate those of Blair Warner, distinguished alumna of Eastland School, is disallowed but Bjork is considered a stolid, sober, unmockworthy name for a girl?
Thursday, January 3, 2013
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