Imperfection (and an Uglydolls trailer)
Growing up with a boys' name, Randi, was hard. Not like "real" problems, but for a sensitive child like me, it wasn't easy. I don't remember being picked on outright for it, but I always knew it wasn't a feminine name like Miranda (my favorite - couldn't I have been named that and just nicknamed Randi?!) or Jessica (the most popular name of my time) or Amy (the most popular girl in my class' name) or Brandi (my second option). I remember there being a boy for one year in the grade above me named Randy. Ugh. That made it worse! I was probably in 4th or 5th grade - probably my most sensitive time (until junior high!). It didn't help that a neighbor girl called me Randall - I still hate that to this day so please don't call me that. Then after Austin Powers came out...that was awful. Do you remember? "Are you randy?" I didn't even know that was a word outside of a name!! I remember being at a choir event and these boys teasing me